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