'Til Death Do Us Part
Out of the underworld
Yellow cab behind
Negative four, flirt in hats and scarves
It's all in the eyes
I wear my three hundred square feet
Like a badge of honor tonight
Race ya to the bottom?
Where we kiss
Through battered halls
And fluorescent lights
Then I heard my own ego
Telling its old story
Like a drunk friend at a party
Makin a fool, waking up sorry
I gotta get out, I gotta touch some mountains
Somewhere very far
Though the honeymoon is over, New York
'Til death do us part
Long nights, caught up in the
Glamour money & greatness
Gotta keep up with their moving target
Try to not be faceless
But I've got designer on consignment
I've got confidence in phases
Maybe I can fool someone who matters
To think I'm undiscovered, famous
Then I heard my own ego
Telling it's old story
Like a drunk friend at a party
Makin a fool, waking up sorry
I gotta get out, I gotta sink my head in
Oceans very far
Though the honeymoon is over, New York
'Til death do us part
And I could keep going on
Like a wildflower in cement
I could build a palace in this Frankenstein apartment
With herds of cars that pass
Underneath my bed
Singing just like oceans out there
Out there somewhere...
Then I heard my own ego
Telling it's old story
Like a drunk friend at a party
Makin a fool, waking up sorry
I gotta get out, I gotta sink my head in
Oceans very far
Though the honeymoon is over, New York
'Til death do us part
Yellow cab behind
Negative four, flirt in hats and scarves
It's all in the eyes
I wear my three hundred square feet
Like a badge of honor tonight
Race ya to the bottom?
Where we kiss
Through battered halls
And fluorescent lights
Then I heard my own ego
Telling its old story
Like a drunk friend at a party
Makin a fool, waking up sorry
I gotta get out, I gotta touch some mountains
Somewhere very far
Though the honeymoon is over, New York
'Til death do us part
Long nights, caught up in the
Glamour money & greatness
Gotta keep up with their moving target
Try to not be faceless
But I've got designer on consignment
I've got confidence in phases
Maybe I can fool someone who matters
To think I'm undiscovered, famous
Then I heard my own ego
Telling it's old story
Like a drunk friend at a party
Makin a fool, waking up sorry
I gotta get out, I gotta sink my head in
Oceans very far
Though the honeymoon is over, New York
'Til death do us part
And I could keep going on
Like a wildflower in cement
I could build a palace in this Frankenstein apartment
With herds of cars that pass
Underneath my bed
Singing just like oceans out there
Out there somewhere...
Then I heard my own ego
Telling it's old story
Like a drunk friend at a party
Makin a fool, waking up sorry
I gotta get out, I gotta sink my head in
Oceans very far
Though the honeymoon is over, New York
'Til death do us part
Credits
Writer(s): Dallin Applebaum
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