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If I tear all these walls down

I'm left alone with my memories

They're all waiting for me

In evenly measured up columns and rows

If I walked in your black boots

If I walked in your black dress

Would you hold me tight

Or just beat me for wearing your clothes?

It's a dangerous lesson

To be learned in the dark

It's living this life

Makes it hard

Will I ever visit your tombstone?

Will I ever pay for my crimes?

And, I ask you: If I'm on fire

Why am I so cold?

Will I ever walk through the city

Will I ever look without seeing your face

On every stranger

And every forgotten soul?

I don't know if I'll see you

But I'll be on my guard

It's living this life

It's living this life

It's living this life

Makes it hard

Makes it hard

Makes it hard

Makes it hard

When I finally crumble

I won't have to fall too far

Oh, it's living this life

It's living this life

Well, it's living this life

Makes it hard

Makes it hard

Makes it hard

Makes it hard