Situation: Relation

On the right bank of the East River

sittin' on torn concrete

Shaking hands and empty fingers

And I know it

won't mean anything

If indeed this was like a first marriage

Then you and I together

can be like

divorcees

I don't need to talk about it

And I don't know

to anything yet

So you can take what's on the table

when you go

you go for everything

And if indeed this was like a first marriage

Then you and I together

can be like

divorcees