CA5

I get the feeling like I'm seventeen
Running around, a world of summer street
And our hearts would collide

I'm still a member of the bad choice club
And even so I never felt at home
I guess I'm about to find my own

This might be my last one
I'm hitting 60 miles per hour in CA5
This might be our last time
I'm leaving everything behind
I'm leaving everything behind but you

I'm not a fan of cliches' truth
But truth be told I can't really refuse
To put a new fire on this fuse

This might be my last one
I'm hitting 60 miles per hour in CA5
This might be our last time
I'm leaving everything behind
I'm leaving everything behind but you