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