Hey there Delilah, what's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Time Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true
I'm looking for a change...for something big.
What if for some reason I didn't turn? What if I didn't slow down? What then? Would it change where I am now? Would it make things better or only make them worse? Maybe next time I won't. Maybe next time I won't put in that effort. Who would notice? Who would care?
Such random thoughts. Kind of tipsy, kind of drunk...you decide. I think I am better this way...I feel more it seems or I care less, isn't that an oxymoron or something? I feel as if I'm okay with whatever you say or do. I'm okay with life this way.
Yet again you are not here for me, you pass out on a random, bed, couch, or floor drunk to make sure you forget how much you are hurting...you are not here for me either, you lie next to her and text me and say that it'll all work out someday...oh I wish it would
I walk away and I guess that was my mistake because there you go and do what I thought you wouldn't. It's too bad and yet again I just have to continue with life. I pick up and go...I just keep moving on. You can't dwell on the past you jsut have to keep moving on just know that everything will work out the way it should.
I'm going to sleep now...wish it weren't alone...
But girl tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Time Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true
I'm looking for a change...for something big.
What if for some reason I didn't turn? What if I didn't slow down? What then? Would it change where I am now? Would it make things better or only make them worse? Maybe next time I won't. Maybe next time I won't put in that effort. Who would notice? Who would care?
Such random thoughts. Kind of tipsy, kind of drunk...you decide. I think I am better this way...I feel more it seems or I care less, isn't that an oxymoron or something? I feel as if I'm okay with whatever you say or do. I'm okay with life this way.
Yet again you are not here for me, you pass out on a random, bed, couch, or floor drunk to make sure you forget how much you are hurting...you are not here for me either, you lie next to her and text me and say that it'll all work out someday...oh I wish it would
I walk away and I guess that was my mistake because there you go and do what I thought you wouldn't. It's too bad and yet again I just have to continue with life. I pick up and go...I just keep moving on. You can't dwell on the past you jsut have to keep moving on just know that everything will work out the way it should.
I'm going to sleep now...wish it weren't alone...