i was born on the wrong of the city desperation in my mother s eyes factory whistle would wake me in the morning at night the sirens sang my lullaby fought my way out of the blue collar jungle heart of leather and hands of steel thought i was too much of a sole survivor to ever feel the way i feel chorus but i don t want to live without your love i don t want to live without your love i can t take another night and i ve lost the will to fight i don t want to live without your love dance with the devil in a bottle of whiskey i paid the fiddler for every song you d think with all the lessons learned the hard way i d know enough to be strong 