New York Torch Song
"Fuck you" he said
"Fuck you" she said
"Fuck you" they said
As they threw their threads from their wedding bed
We'll talk about this (talk about this)
Tomorrow
In the backwards of the world
In the wings unfurled twirl
In the upside down frown of the dark
On the tippy-toe tin rooftops
In the vodka drama thrift shops
It's there we'll make our mark
It starts off like a pin prick
A trick of the light oil slick
Then grows to the size of your hand
Turns you outside in
Cigar burns and scar skin
Ripping bone and nail and gland
But your blood does not bleed red, no more
It's whiter than the sun burns, it's bright with every hum
From within this gaping wound of ours
A new us has begun, a new us has begun
A new us has, a new us has, a new us has begun
Can't we just talk about this
Tomorrow?
Light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh, watch the fire surprise, surprise
Burn up and up into those skies
Oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Tear me up and burn me up and rip me up
And leave your hand on the wall as you go
Blood's pouring like Martini
Graffiti sweet bikini
Is that what you think of me now? No no no no
Are you god or devil, ghost dishevelled?
Childhood friend or drunken revel?
I cannot stop, I'm bleeding out for you
You angel-heart, you monster, oh
Some godforsaken Prospero
Your feathers and your paws
Your hell for leather applause
You dance on tables, endless labels
Are you Cain, 'cause I'm not Abel
Your bastard lasting night bus asking
What's the everlasting fable?
I cannot find the words to keep you
I cannot find the words to keep you
'Cause your blood does not bleed red, no more
It's brighter than the sun burns, it's whiter with every hum
From within this gaping wound of ours
A new us has begun, a new us has begun
A new us has, a new us has, a new us has begun
Can't we just talk about this
Tomorrow?
Light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh, watch the fire surprise, surprise
Burn up and up and up and up
Oh, light me a New York, light me a New York, oh
Fuck you, fuck you
She said, he said
Fuck you, fuck you
She said, he said
Fuck you
They threw their threads from their wedding bed
We'll talk about this
Talk about
Oh oh oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh oh oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh oh oh, watch the fire surprise, surprise
Burn up and up and up and up
Oh, light me a New York torch, light me a New York
In the backwards of the world
In the wings unfurled twirl
In the upside down frown of the dark (light me a New York torch, my boys)
On the tippy-toe tin rooftops
In the vodka drama thrift shops
It's there we'll make our mark (light me a New York torch, my boys)
It starts off like a pin prick
A trick of the light oil slick
Then grows to the size of your hand (watch the fire surprise, surprise burn up and up and up)
I cannot find the words to keep you, oh
"Fuck you" she said
"Fuck you" they said
As they threw their threads from their wedding bed
We'll talk about this (talk about this)
Tomorrow
In the backwards of the world
In the wings unfurled twirl
In the upside down frown of the dark
On the tippy-toe tin rooftops
In the vodka drama thrift shops
It's there we'll make our mark
It starts off like a pin prick
A trick of the light oil slick
Then grows to the size of your hand
Turns you outside in
Cigar burns and scar skin
Ripping bone and nail and gland
But your blood does not bleed red, no more
It's whiter than the sun burns, it's bright with every hum
From within this gaping wound of ours
A new us has begun, a new us has begun
A new us has, a new us has, a new us has begun
Can't we just talk about this
Tomorrow?
Light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh, watch the fire surprise, surprise
Burn up and up into those skies
Oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Tear me up and burn me up and rip me up
And leave your hand on the wall as you go
Blood's pouring like Martini
Graffiti sweet bikini
Is that what you think of me now? No no no no
Are you god or devil, ghost dishevelled?
Childhood friend or drunken revel?
I cannot stop, I'm bleeding out for you
You angel-heart, you monster, oh
Some godforsaken Prospero
Your feathers and your paws
Your hell for leather applause
You dance on tables, endless labels
Are you Cain, 'cause I'm not Abel
Your bastard lasting night bus asking
What's the everlasting fable?
I cannot find the words to keep you
I cannot find the words to keep you
'Cause your blood does not bleed red, no more
It's brighter than the sun burns, it's whiter with every hum
From within this gaping wound of ours
A new us has begun, a new us has begun
A new us has, a new us has, a new us has begun
Can't we just talk about this
Tomorrow?
Light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh, watch the fire surprise, surprise
Burn up and up and up and up
Oh, light me a New York, light me a New York, oh
Fuck you, fuck you
She said, he said
Fuck you, fuck you
She said, he said
Fuck you
They threw their threads from their wedding bed
We'll talk about this
Talk about
Oh oh oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh oh oh, light me a New York torch, my boys
Oh oh oh, watch the fire surprise, surprise
Burn up and up and up and up
Oh, light me a New York torch, light me a New York
In the backwards of the world
In the wings unfurled twirl
In the upside down frown of the dark (light me a New York torch, my boys)
On the tippy-toe tin rooftops
In the vodka drama thrift shops
It's there we'll make our mark (light me a New York torch, my boys)
It starts off like a pin prick
A trick of the light oil slick
Then grows to the size of your hand (watch the fire surprise, surprise burn up and up and up)
I cannot find the words to keep you, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Joey Batey, Madeleine Hyland
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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