Sin City

It's a dirty town, when you're looking down - on sin city

Full of empty streets, people never meet - in sin city

I can feel a pain, like a burning flame - in sin city

There’s so little hope, when I’m heading home - to sin city

It's in your smile that I can lose myself

In your arms where I can find myself

It's through your love that I can love myself

Love will never start in the beating heart - of sin city

I could burn in hell, it maybe just as well - in sin city

It is cynical, often practical - to like sin city