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