Late at night and i'm walking the street Right behind me Cops on my beat I look ahead and i want to run (want to run) I want to shoot them, But i got no gun And i said "Whatever happened to the life that i was once I am afraid, but i don't understand about it Why do these hard times keep crawling up on me?" Well, i don't know ♪ Late at night and i'm lying in bed Some crazy thought running through my head I'm not sleeping and i don't know why I know that soon my story won't fly