Nyc
You love the married life
Central Park apartment
Being the best little trophy wife
You love me as white trash
Laughing at my accent
As you smoke your Afghan hash
You say you're going to have to choose
Between a New York City afternoon
Or checking into a motel room
You're feeding your highs
With a little compromise
It comes as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't kiss me
You're bored without some tension
Tribeca seems the right move
You think it constitutes a flexion
You say I've an untrained eye
That is what excites you
To visit me in Morris Heights
You say you're going to have to choose
Between a New York City afternoon
Or checking into a motel room
You're feeding your highs
With a little compromise
It comes as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't kiss me
I'm focused on your lies
With zero compromise
It should come as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't miss me
You're feeding your highs
With a little compromise
It comes as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't kiss me
I'm focused on your lies
With zero compromise
It should come as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't miss me
Central Park apartment
Being the best little trophy wife
You love me as white trash
Laughing at my accent
As you smoke your Afghan hash
You say you're going to have to choose
Between a New York City afternoon
Or checking into a motel room
You're feeding your highs
With a little compromise
It comes as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't kiss me
You're bored without some tension
Tribeca seems the right move
You think it constitutes a flexion
You say I've an untrained eye
That is what excites you
To visit me in Morris Heights
You say you're going to have to choose
Between a New York City afternoon
Or checking into a motel room
You're feeding your highs
With a little compromise
It comes as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't kiss me
I'm focused on your lies
With zero compromise
It should come as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't miss me
You're feeding your highs
With a little compromise
It comes as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't kiss me
I'm focused on your lies
With zero compromise
It should come as no surprise
You're lying to yourself when you say you won't miss me
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Writer(s): Alistair Macfarlane
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