she gave good advice and bad advice we slept around explored our winter vices there was whiskey, handcuffs, philosophy on and on, on and on till february and she said the days have pa**ed the time has come i know where i belong gonna get a job gonna find some work going back, back to new york back to new york back to new york we had these moments so tender, remember? i try to tie a string around my lovers it's ok, we did what we did and all that's left is a map with some lines on it cause i stayed here, and she was gone she grew up, but i stayed young i have forever, but she's got just this one night she has the f-train, but i've got my whole f**in life back to work and back to new york back to work and back to new york back to work and back to new york go, oh oh, and i let them go, oh, oh oh oh, and i'll watch them go go go go, and all that's left is all that's left is these moments so tender, remember? i try to tie a string around all my lovers