Tragic City

I know you so well like a sibling with fear
 Keep it undercover to disguise your own tears
 Nights in manhattan in an alphabet light
 Only seeing double through predictable eyes
 I like to ask about your other men
 To see what you might say and can i be one of them
 Then you laugh as if to pretend
 You don't know what i'm thinking when we get into bead
 I'm the darling of the tragic city
 I don't want you but i know you want me
 Sugar mama in a loft on crosby
 Be my lady, be my lady for free
 Everyone's got that thing and girl i've got mine
 No i never go out till the end of the night
 Everyone's got that thing and girl i've got mine
 No i never go out till the end of the night
 Take some more pills and drink some more wine
 But no you'll never see me till the end of the night
 Everyone's got that thing and girl i've got mine
 No i never go out till the end of the night
 I'm the darling of the tragic city
 I don't want you but i know you want me
 Sugar mama in a loft on crosby
 Be my lady, be my lady for free.