Lyrics

Fifteen I was thirty five
I was ripped crazy from the streets of love
Cigarettes and getting? high, well,
That?s all I needed to get me by

Remember long nights, under street lights
Lookin? cool when the cops go by
But that was fine then, for young Americans
Couldn?t give a shit about anything

All I need is some relief
Yeah, I get down on my knees
Got to Beg, Beg, Beg!

Twenty-five I was eighteen
I was wonderin? how the hell I made it this far
Packed my bags and sold my car then
It was hard but I said good-bye

Well, Little Erich crossed the water
Livin? cool with my sweet, sweet baby
You should?ve known it, could never sit still
Bet you anything I never will

All I need is some relief
Yeah, I get down on my knees
Got to Beg, Beg, Beg!

There are nights I catch on fire
I Can't Breathe
There are nights I catch on fire
I can't dream