I went to her crying
Oh what a pity, she told me
I see you choking on the tears you're holding
My hands in the air, honey
So what the hell, honey?
That's why I do what I do, yeah: to survive

I walk these streets for miles
I'm holding back these tears in style
I feel you burn inside me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

We're fallen angels, baby
I make you feel so pretty
You're such a beauty when you're on your knees, baby
I feel you walking
I feel you talking
You feel everything but there's nothing to me

I walk these streets for miles
I'm holding back these tears in style
I feel you burn inside me
Yeah, yeah, yeah