Is that supposed to be your poker face
Or was someone run over by a train?
You’re minding your own business
But you’re begging for forgiveness
Just the same
And it’s running back and forth inside your mind
Just how that town defined you
Dressed you up, painted on your face
And now you’re leaving New York
For no better place
You’re waking, trying not to be
Wrapped around your pillow like a prawn
The nighttime’s wrapped around you
‘Will be until it traps you on the dawn
From the C-Train to the shiny tower
Kicked around till happy hour found you
Where you can drink that smirk right off your face
And now you’re leaving New York
For no better place
And here is your reflection
In a building uptown
A ghost is at some Madison Avenue display
Like water under bridges
You’re slowly passing by
She sailed between the rooftops and the sky
And the bourbon sits inside me
Right now I’m a puppet in its sway
And it may be the whiskey talking
But the whiskey says, “I’ll miss you every day”
So I taxi to an all-night party
Park me in a corner, in an old chair
Sip my drink and stare out into space
And now you’re leaving New York
For no better place
And now you’re leaving New York
For no better place
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