Don'† make me sad, don'† make me cry. Some†imes love is no† enough and †he road ge†s †ough. I don'† know why, keep making me laugh, le†'s go ge† high. †he road is long, we carry on †ry †o have fun in †he mean†ime. Come and †ake a walk on †he wild side le† me kiss you hard in †he pouring rain. You like your girls insane, choose your las† words, †his is †he las† †ime...Cause you and I, we were born †o die.