What New York Couples Fight About

Once a label is on something It becomes an it Like it's no longer alive It's like a loss of vision Or some dark impression Or a black spot on your eye If it's up to you My little sweet baboo Through the shouting and the fever Think of life as queer Think of it my dear And some knobs or a fancy tone From here there is no reason Baby's got it made But it's not what the life's about What is imagination May become a fact If we think of it that way If you want to know I can tell you now Oh if you make it through somehow Or is it best to keep or fall to sleep it isn't looking very good to me from here Hey He's distressed and I forget I don't want to know cause I forget He's distressed and I forget I don't want to know cause I forget He's distressed and I forget I don't want to know cause I forget He's distressed and I forget I don't want to know I don't want to know I don't want to know What do, new york Couples fight about Brothers gonna work it out (Baby's got the bed sheet) How do (That was under you) New york (When your time and life expires) Couples Fight it out What these couples fight about (Keeps it in the closet) What do (Keeps it to herself) New york (She should throw the damn thing out) Couples fight about But this gonna work it out (Why should you continue) How do (To shake it off) New york (Would you write things on the wall?) Couples fight it out What these couples fight about (You could make it hard) To be In the shouting you will see Or is it best to change the world you're keeping Down again Hey He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget Such is the sound of sorry Without the shy report or the grips that could hold you down (just when things were looking up you act just like a horse's butt) Everything was simple but the body's worn Got the life spread on the ground (Powder pink and general, the kitchen sink, a funeral) Every loving other Don't you fade on me Like a bomb that's about to blow (Often we will overlook the things that make it undercooked) We can make it hard Or we can take the world apart Or you'd never be that sure Of the simple things that makes you want To cry, again Hey He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know, I don't want to know He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know 'cause I forget He's distressed And I forget I don't want to know, I don't want to know