I can see the city light, from where I stand, on the top floor, and I'm not sure if I'm dead
I'll raise my hands to the clouds, to check if heaven is with me now, cause the devil's in my bed
And she won't love me, like she could, and she won't hold me, like she would
I bid this city goodnight
And cover street lamps, like my eyes, when it's quite a go
And say my sweetest goodbyes, on the billboards, of fast food and mobile phones
Cause they won't treat me, like they should, cause they don't need me
Cause they won't treat me, like they should, cause they don't need me
Like you
My toes curled, clutched to the edge, and filled up with regret
Could you forgive me, yeah
Would you know if I fell, from this hotel
And I'm gonna leave ya now, leave ya now
I'm gonna leave ya now, leave ya now
I'm gonna leave ya now, leave ya now
I'm gonna leave ya now, leave ya now