chicago lyrics – devil wears prada

in this grave hour,
i have composed our final song
the last words of our love lost (of our love lost)

i called your hands home for years, for years, for years, for years on end.
it’s become distant and i hate my helpless defiance.

you have no problem finding me,
although you only commit unintentionally. (unintentionally)

i do it for the lord,
i do it for chicago.
i once lived for you,
and i’ve never ever been
so wrong (wrong), wrong,
so wrong (wrong), wrong.

we keep building,
building to find no release.

/ devil wears prada lyrics