All alone on the highway Past 500 degrees Felt sick to my stomach So i sat on my knees Run as fast as you can Run away from me It's better than doing nothing Nothing means nothing to me What are you doing Staying home sick And playing it safe That's just my mistake What are you doing Just remembering well when you broke down at the back of the bed And it's still bottled up And it's still bad luck I don't have no love But you already knew that Talked about the Stones a few days ago No guarantees No more than writing on the beach And as my footprint disappears, it seems it's still left here What are you doing Wearing a mask but you know that you don't have to hide Put a price on your head But it's only a movie that ends when you open your eyes And it's still bottled up And it's still bad luck Ooooh What are you doing Sick again cause you know that it's easier that way What are you doing Close your eyes but you don't have to cover your face And it's all bottled up And that's not gonna change