“When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend. I get a coffee and the paper; have my own conversations.”
I know that it is freezing but I think we have to walk
But Julie knows a party at some actor’s west side loft
With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit.
You’re looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
You just keep going to the bathroom always say you’ll be right back
Well it takes one to know one, kid, I think you’ve got it bad
But what’s so easy in the evening, by the morning is such a drag.
I’ve got a flask inside my pocket we can share it on the train
If you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same
And I’m not sure what the trouble was that started all of this
It was so simple in the moonlight, now it’s so complicated
It was so simple in the moonlight, so simple in the moonlight
So simple in the moonlight