New York - Milk & Bone

I say this is over

This is over

It’s not true

That I didn’t matter

I did matter

You say

You’re going away

You’re going away

New York

For more than a day

For more than a day

Oh, boy

You’re doing okay

A wife on the way

It’s my fault

I thought I would stay

But what can I say?

I made love to another one

To another one

I made love to another one

To another one

I made love to another one

To another one

I made love to another one

To another one

I made love to another one

To another one

I made love to another one

To another one