Texty: Danger Is My Middle Name. Sidecar One.

There's a splinter in my hand
But I'm not colplaining
Just by nudging my shoulder, yea you know what I'm thinking
We're coming up empty, and we know what to do now

Let's ride you and me in sidecar one
Our course is set for a collision
For now I'll blame this on
The night because its almost gone now

I'm good as gold now
The timings so perfect
Time keeps on moving
And ours is almost up
Use your slight of hand now
Yeah you're gone when the smoke clears

Now I miss you and me in sidecar one
Our course is set for a collision
For now I'll blame this on
The night because its going wrong yea