Interlude

Oh, Manhattan

It’s so hard to have nothing to live by.
It makes it easy to second to guess.
And i sold everything i own to try to make it up to you.
But it’s all over now, yeah, it’s all over.

I swear to god this was not my intention.
I fell right into my own bitter end.
And if there is a way for me to be saved,
Point me in that direction, ‘cause there’s no more saving me.

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