Well now,
I'm no hero 
That's understood.
All the redemption I can offer, girl 
Is beneath this dirty hood 
With a chance to make it good somehow 
Hey, what else can we do now? 
Except roll down the window 
And let the wind blow 
Back your hair 
Well the night's busting open 
These two lanes will take us anywhere 
We got one last chance to make it real 
To trade in these wings for some wheels.