Roll down this way They call that street by your name With no doubt or shame Or Shame They call that street by your name No ins, no outs No ins, no outs No ins, no outs No ins Wolves are discreet No glory along the way Never a game, a game No glory along the way No ins, no outs No ins, no outs No ins, no outs No ins Why can't they accept that you're living alone? Because they don't understand that you're waging a war And you can't understand why they're not by your side But you can't break your stride No you can't break your stride because Everything, everything, everything's horrible Everything, everything, everything dies Everything, everything, everything's horrible Everything, everything, everything, everything Dies No ins, no outs No ins, no outs No ins, no outs No ins, no outs