- cifra
I think I lost my mind, just yesterday
Somewhere along the drive back to LA
Like a bull with horns, she bruises bad
Going out with her, I can't be sad
I rolled the dice
Now I have to pay the price
Feels like it's one to five
The odds I lost my mind
You know that I miss her, but I can't look back
I saw her drive away in a Cadillac
Anything to say, anymore
No matter what I do, I'm never sure
I rolled the dice
Now I have to pay the price
Feels like it's one to five
The odds I lost my mind
I rolled the dice
Now I have to pay the price
Feels like it's one to five
The odds I lost my mind
