Get the hell out, you move in, I'll move out 

Is this what matters? You scream, I shout 

You think you're drowning when you're just gasping for air 

Angels starting riots for 42 seconds then I'm left alone again I know I didn't like it second after second I'll be beggin for more again 

Woah an angel sold my soul to rock "n" roll, here we go back to reality 

You think that you're a god rocking your new found class, did you know ever think the ecstasy might bite you back? Back to reality is the way that you want it, you do