Pony Pants Bridge To Belidge
She gave good advice
And bad advice
We slept around
Explored our winter vices
There was whiskey, handcuffs, philosophy
On and on, on and on till february
And she said
The days have passed
The time has come
I know where i belong
Gonna get a job
Gonna find some work
Going back, back to new york
Back to new york
Back to new york
We had these moments
So tender, remember?
I try to tie
A string around my lovers
It's ok, we did what we did
And all that's left is a map with some lines on it
Cause i stayed here, and she was gone
She grew up, but i stayed young
I have forever, but she's got just this one night
She has the f-train, but i've got my whole f..ckin life
Back to work and back to new york
Back to work and back to new york
Back to work and back to new york
Go, oh oh, and i let them
Go, oh, oh oh oh, and i'll watch them
Go go go go, and all that's left is
All that's left is
These moments
So tender, remember?
I try to tie
A string around all my lovers
