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I'll Leave NYC For You
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September 2011 I'm not gonna let the fear stop me,
not gonna let my thoughts try and pop me,
whatever happens always happens for a reason,
but in the end no words will stop the bleedin,
if i was a dusty iPod in your desk would you play me?
i know you think of me since you save these,
note upon note that i already managed to burn,
maybe our love passed to hell, now it's my turn,
but i yearn to learn the truth since it's my problem,
been frozen in my life like a stoned goblin,
tired of hobbling and feeling in a haze,
feels like i don't belong and i'm wasting my days,
yet somehow some girl finds the key, sparks sendin,
even though i broke down long ago she moves my engine,
don't care when it's endin as long as it's goin,
take me as far from here without me knowin.
