Everything's just gone to hell

So I guess that I might as well

Feel the way I wanna feel



From the Hollywood Hills down to Ecuador

Everyone's the same when they hit the floor

We feel the way we wanna feel, woah, woah



Times like this, woo, ooh, ooh

When you're on your own, you're on your own

Times like this, woo, ooh, ooh

Times like this



You and me are just history

Like a black and white picture on a color TV

We take our secrets to the grave



We want this and we want it that way

All we ever talk about is what we say

We take our secrets to the grave, woah, woah



Times like this, woo, ooh, ooh

When you're on your own, you're on your own

Times like this, woo, ooh, ooh

We just lost control, we lost control



Times like this, woo, ooh, ooh

You need your rock and roll, your rock and roll

Times like this, woo, ooh, ooh

Times like this



Times like this

Times like this

Times like, woo, ooh, ooh

When you're on your own, you're on your own



Times like this, woo, ooh, ooh

We just lost control, we lost control

Times like this, woo, ooh, ooh

You need your rock and roll, your rock and roll