| It’s that city that I miss
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| I know that isn’t it
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| It’s you on midnight trains
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| Where I fell asleep again in your arms
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| I’m missing them
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| All your harm
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| I’m listening
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| What I’d do to get it back
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| I would lay down on those tracks
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| Central Park never felt so dark
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| All the lights went off when you left my heart
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| And the West Side never made me cry so heavy
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| All these streets feel empty knowing you can’t see them
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| And Montauk is now just a montage of that beach we drove to and talked til our
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| lungs hurt
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| And Long Island is just a long whirlwind of when we slept in your car til the
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| morning
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| It’s that city that I miss
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| I know that isn’t it
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| It’s you on midnight trains
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| Where I fell asleep again in your arms
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| I’m missing them
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| All your harm
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| I’m listening
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| What I’d do to get it back
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| I would lay down on those tracks
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| This grass has never felt more fake
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| That city’s one mistake
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| I stay across the globe just to forget your face
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| I won’t ever replace things you taught me
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| I’ll stay loyal to what you said
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| Keep going when I’m dead
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| It’s that city that I miss
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| I know that isn’t it
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| It’s you on midnight trains
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| Where I fell asleep again in your arms
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| I’m missing them
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| All your harm
|
| I’m listening
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| What I’d do to get it back
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| I would lay down on those tracks
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| Central Park never felt so dark
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| All the lights went off when you left my heart |