Manhattan Up
I see the whiskey in your gaze
A little reckless, little glazed
I see your hips twitch, your hips twitch
But you won't dance
You're cool, you're cryptic and elliptical
Hunching on your stool
But you should do something foolish for a change
Something foolish for a change
Come on and let me break your heart
Come on and let me climb inside your head
Come on and get your hopes up, your hopes up
Come on and let me break your heart
Oh you're so world-weary, all-knowing
Something in you going
Run away, run away--
And yet you stay
I know you hear me, maybe fear me
But I'm showing you a good time, a good time
Won't that be strange?
Won't that be strange?
Come on and let me break your heart
Come on and let me climb inside your head
Come on and get your hopes up, your hopes up
Come on and let me break your heart
And it's the time of night when your cigarettes smell like nostalgia
For things I'll never get
You might be an unsafe bet for me too
Did you ever think of that?
Come on and let me break your heart
Come on and let me climb inside your head
Come on and get your hopes up, your hopes up
Come on and let me break your heart