where's the fun in giving a life without sin? like how am i supposed to like you when the air is still, (and i can't breathe) the skies are stale (yeah and these) eyes are filled with hatred tall sorrows and fear - black tomorrows become numb no longer rare - walk by the mirror i don't recognize myself, but all they do is stare i am sorry we didn't love each other at the same time i'm sorry i always worried when you'd tell me it's fine you're by my side down to ride and down to burn down the entire city if we have too, this place was pretty when i had you - but then you'd revealed a fury that's blind reacting in a hurry, this mind, trust? no - a mantra that's been supplied, leaves it all unfair when i can't hide - under spotlight asking myself - who am i - ? who are you to let me down? you let me down you let me down