| Intuition, blind ambition | 
| Just a throw of the dice | 
| Chasing blue skies, no compromise | 
| Against all words of advice | 
| Everything I ever wanted | 
| There I can see it, and even taste it | 
| Almost can reach it, breakdown | 
| Wearing the groove out, wearing my heart out | 
| Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck | 
| Long nights, bright lights, dazzling insights | 
| Go for the jugular vein | 
| New town, old town, new grooves run down | 
| Same old grooves in my brain | 
| Everything I ever wanted | 
| There I can see it, and even taste it | 
| Almost can reach it, breakdown | 
| Wearing the groove out, wearing my heart out | 
| Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck | 
| New town, old town, new grooves run down | 
| Same old grooves in my brain | 
| There I can see it, and even taste it | 
| Almost can reach it, breakdown | 
| Wearing the groove out, wearing my heart out | 
| Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck | 
| Dive in the deep end, nothing to defend | 
| I’m breaking the record for breakdowns | 
| Everything changes, still the refrain runs | 
| Pinning my hopes on brokedown luck |