Something For Rockets - Tragic City lyrics

I know you so well like a sibling with fear Keep it undercover to disguise your own tears Nights in Manhattan in an alphabet light Only seeing double through predictable eyes I like to ask about your other men To see what you might say and can I be one of them Then you laugh as if to pretend You don't know what I'm thinking when we get into bead I'm the darling of the Tragic City I don't want you but I know you want me Sugar mama in a loft on Crosby Be my lady, be my lady for free Everyone's got that thing and girl I've got mine No I never go out till the end of the night Everyone's got that thing and girl I've got mine No I never go out till the end of the night Take some more pills and drink some more wine But no you'll never see me till the end of the night Everyone's got that thing and girl I've got mine No I never go out till the end of the night I'm the darling of the Tragic City I don't want you but I know you want me Sugar mama in a loft on Crosby Be my lady, be my lady for free