Riding on my bike
Riding on my bike on Friday night
Thought my hopeless lies
Thought my hopeless lies were gone by now
Tell me you're not going home
Tell me I should go back inside
Let me fall between the lines
Looking for the right place to hide
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, oh
Riding on my bike
Riding on my bike on Friday night
Thought my hopeless lies
Thought my hopeless lies were gone by now
Tell me you're not going home
Tell me I should go back inside
Close my eyes so you won't go
I can feel you're always behind
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, oh
