The Devil Wears Prada

Something has got to give. Ya...
When did I start choking? When did I start drowning?
Is this what's to become? All thoughts left to wait.
Is this what's to become? Is this...
My questions (my questions): Unanswered (unanswered).
I wish... I wish this would break. I wish this would break.
What am I doing here? These waters extend for miles. Oh...
My heart remains the same. Ya...
Will I ever, ever stop choking? Will I ever, ever stop drowning?
Oh how the faithful city has become a harlot. I should not have put that on
You.
Leave my body at the river, let me pass along downstream. Oh...