Me Nd Adam - New York Suicide

Grace asks how I'm doing, I sigh and say “I'm fine”
I can't find the right words and she can't tell I'm lying
Last night a man in Vegas snapped and opened fire
We don't know the reason, but Jesus Christ I'm tired

Another month of bad days
It's October on the F train, again

Cause I'm too selfish to die
And I'm too sad to be alive
So I'm taking every hour as it comes
And in the weekdays I get by
And in the evenings I get high
I stay dreaming of a New York suicide

Last week my friends were in town, but they ignored all my calls
I usually do the same thing so I ain't blaming them at all
And who the hell in their right mind would wanna waste their time with me
Especially on vacation in New York City, baby

Another month of bad days
I'm hungover on the F train again

Cause I'm too selfish to die
And I'm too sad to be alive
So I'm taking every hour as it comes
And in the weekdays I get by
And in the evenings I get high
I stay dreaming of a New York suicide

I can't say when it started, but it happens all the time
One minute I'll be laugh and the next I just start crying
I wonder if it matters, I wonder who would care
I think about my funeral, man. Would anyone be there?

But who am I to say this?
Cause I remember Vegas again…

Cause I'm too selfish to die
And I'm too sad to be alive
So I'm taking every hour as it comes
And in the weekdays I get by
And in the evenings I get high
I stay dreaming of a New York suicide

A New York Suicide
Still dreaming of a New York Suicide
A New York Suicide
Still dreaming of a New York Suicide

Still dreaming of a New York Suicide
A New York Suicide
A New York Suicide
Still dreaming of a New York Suicide
A New York Suicide