I heard you got arrested in the street last night
You called me with a voice I didn't recognize
So you're numbin' the pain, stuck in your ways
Since we were kids it was like this
But I will be there, I will be there for you
Back in the '06, sellin' weed to the freshman kids
You were the end of my aim whenever separate
And I know you've been hurtin', think you deserve it
How did it end up like this?
Everything will be fine if you just get through tonight
My brother's got a baby on the way now
I hope that you'll meet him some day
I hope he don't make the same mistakes we made
And when I look him in the eyes, I'll say
(We were born, we were born wild)
WRITERS
Adam Levin, Andrew Michael Wells, Casey Wakeley Harris, Samuel Nelson Harris