| Dropped down the lights, I’m sitting with you |
| Moscow, 1972 |
| Always singing in my sleep |
| I will leave it in my dreams |
| Oh, making bad decisions |
| Oh, making bad decisions |
| Making bad decisions for you |
| Oh, making bad decisions |
| Uh-oh, making bad decisions |
| I’m making bad decisions for you |
| Pick up your gun |
| Put up those gloves |
| Save us from harm |
| Safe or alone |
| Oh, baby, I hang on everything you say |
| I wanna write down every word |
| But do me a favor when you come close |
| When I look around, don’t wanna see you |
| I don’t take advice from fools |
| Never listening to you |
| Oh, making bad decisions |
| Oh, making bad decisions |
| Oh, making bad decisions for you |
| Oh, making bad decisions |
| Uh-oh, making bad decisions |
| Oh, making bad decisions on you |
| Pick up your gun |
| Put up those gloves |
| Save us from harm |
| Safe or alone |
| You, you didn’t listen to me |
| But I, I didn’t listen to you |
| I waited so long |
| Listening for |
| Something to work |
| I’m making bad decisions |
| Really, really bad decisions |
| Making bad decisions |
| On you |
| I’m not gonna give a lot of credit |
| I don’t how to use how |
| 'Cause I can’t, I can’t |
| I can’t, can’t make anymore |