I love New York, I hate New York
I'm brave enough to say, hey, I go back and forth
I love to sing
I hate the sport
I gave it all away, now I have nothing more

Faith in what I never had crumbles like a paper bag
Burning like the last light in the room
Lover mine, don't cry for me
Lover mine, don't die for me
Even if I ask you to, mm-mm
You're the last thing I've left to lose

I love the rain, I hate the cold
I miss the sunny days, the California warmth
The nights are long, and thе days are short
If it's not all for you, what do I do it for?

Faith in what I never had crumblеs like a paper bag
Burning like the last light in the room
Lover mine, don't cry for me
Lover mine, don't die for me
Even if I ask you to, mm-mm
You're the last thing I've left to lose

It's all too much, It's not enough
It's gold, it's grain, it's dust, dust, dust