When I say goodbye You act like you lost something Or were you really realizing? Is it possible That I really miss you? New York feels so huge What's up with my fate? Is it too late? or is it gonna change? If I let myself, I could go crazy Or maybe if you let me Now that I know that every time I get sad You just hate me You can go to sleep and sleep it off Peacefully I'll be here all night feeling Totally fucked Wondering what tomorrow will be like And staying up I guess I just make myself the victim like you said That's why when you treat me shitty you get mad It all makes sense now, thanks so much Goodbye forever, what the fuck