You'll always come back to me and I to you
Obsession is all we were ever meant to do
Sweet-talk the next one into loving you
Obsession is all we were ever meant to do
And now you're the broken one...
And New York loves you no matter what you've done
And New York loves you no matter what you've done
I'm coming home (yeah, home)
I'm coming home (yeah, home)
You tell the best tall tales and I've heard a few
Obsession is all we were ever meant to do
And we were empty as one now we're empty as two
Obsession is all we were ever meant to do
And now you're the broken one...
And now you're the broken one...
And New York loves you no matter what you've done
And New York loves you no matter what you've done
I'm coming home (yeah, home)
I'm coming home (yeah, home)
I want to feel small again...
For a man with such big hands you sure let me slip through your fingers
Here's the (whole catch?) to the heart of a crush
A child loves a child 'til one grows up
Oh New York...
I'm going home (yeah, home)
I'm going home (yeah, home)

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