New York Story - Psychic TV

Anyway, I love you anyway you say.

And you lie on the bed

The sheets are crumpled around your head

Maybe thats how we meet

We need to feel that we’re complete

Communicate or die through it

Sometimes thats the lie of it

These things we shouldn’t do

Always end up destroying you

Anyway, I love you anyway you say

This is a new york story (x3)

Anyway, I love you anyway you say

Sucking me dry

And the salt and the sugar on your table

They enable us to do these stupid things we do

These lives we steal aren’t even true

My fantasy was never you

And the blood is blossoming like flowers

Up inside the glass

Eating up our living hours

Draining us of all our powers

Its obvious, I know

One of us should really go

Step outside the door

Run away and be the cure

This is a new york story (x3)

Anyway, I love you anyway you say

Sucking me dry

And the lies and the legacies

And all those wasted destinies

Your body is so cold

Its turning blue, you look so old

Not human anymore

I think we’ve lost this hopeless war

And you’re soiled and spoiled and so lost my friend

I think that this could be the end

But fear we’ll do it all again

And i can pour cold water onto you

And your eyes open and see right though

You suddenly look so gray

Look me in my eyes and say

Anyway

This is a new york story (x3)

Anyway, I love you anyway you say

How do you deal?

(how do I deal?) (x3)

Anyway