I feel something so right
doing the wrong thing.
I feel something so wrong
doing the right thing.
I could lie, coudn’t I, could lie.
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive.
Lately, I’ve been, I’ve been losing sleep
dreaming about the things that we could be.
But baby, I’ve been, I’ve been playing hard,
said, no more counting dollars,
we’ll be, we’ll be counting stars.