Hey there, it's been awhile
How's the life under the lights?
Is it everything you wanted?
If I told you I was coming, I would hope you'd spare the thought
But I guess that's part of being where you're not
So hey there, I'm coming home
Gonna see you in a few days, and I hope you're just as stoked
I took another last ditch flight, and I brought all of my bags
So I guess this time, I'll really be the last
'Cause everybody said that it'd be better in New York
They said the streets arе made of gold
But Brooklyn found a boy without a place to put his soul
It couldn't make him fit thе mold
So he'll find somewhere better
Hey there, I know it's hard
Another memory up in smoke, I'll watch it burn from this broke down car
And soon we'll get too close, and I'll just break it off again
'Cause at least I have this bottle for a friend
Hey there, it's over now
All these buildings hold their secrets but it's time to air it out
And if you wanna make amends, there's just some questions i must ask
Like should I be the man at the bottom of my glass?
'Cause everybody said that it'd be better in New York
They said the streets are made of gold
But Brooklyn found a boy who thought he'd found himself some hope
And now the melodrama's all he knows
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'Cause everybody said that it'd be better in New York
They said the streets are made of gold
But Brooklyn found a boy without a place to put his soul
It couldn't make him fit the mold
So he'll find somewhere better