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

And now I have nothing more.

Faith in what I never had

Crumbles like a paper bag

Burning like the last light in the room

Love of mine, don't cry for me

Love of mine, don't die for me

Even if I ask you to

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 the days are short

If it's not all for you

What do I do it for?

Faith in what I never had

Crumbles like a paper bag

Burning like the last light in the room

Love of mine, don't cry for me

Love of mine, don't die for me

Even if I ask you to

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.