This City Is Not For Me

sometimes i wake up sprawled out on the floor
under the influence of this city
and one day i'll wake up and find that i'm crushed
under the influence of this city
but i have to know what it is you do

in the cars, in the clubs
in the alleys that go piercing through the heart
of this beautiful city
in the bars, on the bus
i'm enchanted but i don't know where to start
and it's easy to see – this city's not for me

one day i'll walk out and never look back
'cause i've been mortified by this city
and one day i'll wake up back by your side
under the influence of the city
'cause i have to know if dreams come true

in the cars, in the clubs
in the alleys that go piercing through the heart
of this beautiful city – it's so pretty
in the bars, on the bus
i'm enchanted but i don't know where to start
and it's easy to see – this city's not for me

the images refuse to leave my mind
the feverish nightmares never tell me why i was left behind
left behind

in the cars, in the clubs
in the alleys that go piercing through the heart
of this violent city – it's a pity
in the bars, on the bus
i'm enchanted but i don't know where to start
and it's easy to see – this city's not for me