NYC

Where do you go from New York City?
What is the next stop on this tour?
I wish I could treat myself, with something else
But I can’t and I won’t and it’s not what I’m here for
Where do you go from New York City?
How much higher can we get?
I wish I could bring myself to something else
But I can’t and I won’t and I don’t see my sunset
Brooklyn’s angel might be true
And Allison’s intentions too
We could stay and figure out
Or go back home with our doubts
Live to die another day
It’s better to burn out then fade away
Try to stand the test of time
Or give it all, one last time
Where do you go from New York City?
How will you push me off this ledge?
I wish I could wash my soul in a smaller bowl
But these stains that I got needs a broom and a sharp edge
Been myself somewhere else
I can’t and I won’t, it’s not what I’m here for
Not what I’m here for
Not what I’m here for
Not what I’m here for