New York Makes Me Cry

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