Watching the rain fall on my lap
Bullets on pavement, liquor on tab
Coffee on every corner
People hold paper cups for quarters
Tattoo the name, try to wash it off
Take the long way and miss your stop
Did you put up a good fight
New York makes me cry
Every day, caged birds sing
Where’d you get that voice where’d you get those wings
From ATMs and strangers pockets
Wear our hearts like broken lockets
Tattoo the name, try to wash it off
Take the long way and miss your stop
Did you put up a good fight
New York makes me cry
Show me that dreaming is more than talk
Worth people pleasing and getting lost
Say you’ll give it one more try
Tattoo the name, try to wash it off
Take the long way and miss your stop
Gonna put up a good fight
When New York makes me cry
New York makes me cry
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