I've got bones
I've got bones
I've got bones to pick with you
Your dreams keep us sleeping
Under rooftops and ceilings
Of vain neighborhoods
I've got doubts sewn into my pockets always
Holes in all my words
You use your good side to get you somewhere
Me, I use my worst
Why do I keep coming back to you?
Take the iron bridge
The iron bridge
To where the Hudson's heaving
We'll come back by separate ways my friend and meet again by leaving
In Nueva York when they're after you
You don't need charm if you know how to shoot
In Nueva York when they're after you
You don't need charm if you know how to shoot
In Nueva York when they're after you
You don't need charm if you know how to shoot
Why do I keep coming back to you?