Richard Branson's Crash Landing

I'm tired of fixing the holes of your gas leaks
 I'm two thumbs up for nuking this scene
 There's no place in this godawful town
 Where these dreams would hold up
 I'm aching to leave
 But the night has just arrived for you to pick a fight
 Tonight it's just alright for you pick a fight
 Halfway into motion sickness
 The fear is your only witness
 Just don't stop
 Please don't stop
 You know sometimes you just
 Have to tear everything apart
 To know you are alive
 And yet another day in this town will do me in
 I'm the cattle lined up for the slaughter
 Was it harder for you to let me win
 Or for me to realize I'd gone too far and over the line
 Let me guess, now you think it's all in this song
 Oh, but you've got it all wrong
 The night has just arrived for you to pick a fight
 Tonight it's just alright for you to pick a fight
 No one needs it
 No one needs it
 I feel the storm coming roaming over me
 I wanna feel it like an ocean at my feet
 Whoever said it would be easy to be free?