Things are so much harder now

No matter how I try

Junkyard days and toxic waste

Still love is on my mind

I can see the ledge now

Golden Gate is falling from behind (falling from behind)

Well if you call this living,

I just wanna hang my head and cry

Voices in my head

They're telling me that I am lost

Pills and alcohol

Are making me a lost cause

I can see the ledge now

Golden Gate is falling from behind (falling from behind)

Well if you call this living,

I just wanna hang my head and cry

I can see the ledge now

Golden Gate is falling from behind (falling from behind)

Well if you call this living,

I just wanna hang my head and cry