She won't let me go, don't put me down. I've seen the scenes and I've been around. These city lies, the bullshit smiles. The inside jokes and the changing style.
If it wasn't for hate. We'd be dead by now. If it wasn't for truth. We'd have taken our bow. . If it wasn't for love. We'd have faded away. If it wasn't for hate, baby.
Simon, don't stop with all the lyin'. 'Cause we know where you're from. You get along. By taking things that don't belong to you. . So can you feel it, oh, when you steal it?.
Another night, another year that's gone. Raise your glass, I'm not home tonight. Nothing's changed but everything is different. Getting cold in the bus stop light.
I can see. Into this abyss. There is no stopping myself. From feeling this. . And I think it's coming through. The air it torments me. I try to move that dial.
A dark place in the light in this city. I know this feeling I keep buried inside. Won't retreat or delete, it ends tonight. . Oh, the dull pain that remains isn't pretty.