I'm sitting here against you
Feel your everything, feel the way you breathe
Why can't it register in my brain?
Make someone out to be your biggest enemy
Till you finally find there's no such thing as friends
We're all lost in the end
I'm a product of this world, troubles listening
Two thousand fifteen
I cannot believe how draining it can be in San Franny
And the love you felt, you felt and it's golden
The love you felt, you fell
And the love that held you fell and you tripped and
The love you that held you fell
I won't believe in happy ends
There's a bitter part of every innocence
Sweet gestures are just misleading
Love is fleeting
