I never go to New York City these days
 Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me
 Maybe in a month or two,
 Maybe when things are different for me,
 Maybe when things are different for you
 You know all of this shit, just sticks in my head
 Is there anything different these days?
 The light in her eyes goes out
 I never had light in my eyes anyway
 Maybe things are different these days
 It's good for everybody to hurt somebody once in a while
 The things I do to people I love shouldn't be allowed
 Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me
 Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me
 Is there anything different these days?
 The light in her eyes goes out,
 I never had light in my eyes anyway
 Maybe things are different these days
 I dream I'm in New York City some nights.
 Angels flow down from all the buildings
 Something about an angel just kills me
 I keep hoping something will
 Is there anything different these days?
 The light in her eyes goes out,
 I never had light in my eyes anyway
 Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe
 Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybe maybe things are different,
 Maybe things are different these days
 The light goes out
 I never had light in my eyes anyway
 Maybe things are different ......these days.
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