Driving through the streets tonight
It's hot, I’ve got the windows down
I wish I could call you, I wish you were still around
Nothing much left in the tank
Somehow this thing still drives
Think I forgot what it needed but somehow still survive
And all the walls we built they [bad word] down

But hey, you’re my wrecking ball won’t [bad word] and maybe knock me down
Hey, you’re my wrecking ball won’t [bad word] and maybe knock me down
Hey, you’re my wrecking ball won’t [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me down tonight

Lying in the bed at night
Feeling like I’m somebody else
My thoughts inside my head get lost inside the haunted house
Everyone I used to know left their dreams by the door
I accidentally kick ‘em and talk until you’re still not sure
If you want to sell them out at all

Well hey, you’re my wrecking ball won’t [bad word] and maybe knock me down
Hey, you’re my wrecking ball won’t [bad word] and maybe knock me down
Hey, you’re my wrecking ball won’t [bad word] and maybe knock me down
Hey, you’re my wrecking ball won’t [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me down [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me down [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me down [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me [bad word] and knock me down tonight

Driving through the streets tonight
It's hot, I’ve got the windows down
I wish I could call you, I wish you were still around