This City

So much history in this city,
So many lives that I have lived.
So many memories I've forgotten,
So many I hope you forgive.

So hard to walk the streets of Chelsea,
So hard I skip 9th Avenue.
So much time spent on the Highline,
Waiting out my patience on you.

The day we met I put a penny in a jar.
Thought I could fill that jar before you broke my heart.
But all these moments I collected next to you
Are history, now this city is all I have to lose.

Went to the Met last night I didn't even pay,
Thought about what the lady said that day, 
We discussed the price as jazz musicians played, 
She laughed at us and told us not to worry what we gave.

Everything with you was harder than it had to be.
You never let our love become our reality.
But I have walked the Hudson from the Heights to the Battery,
And everywhere I look I see the beauty you left me.

The day we met I put a penny in a jar.
Thought I could fill that jar before you broke my heart.
But all these moments I collected next to you
Are history, now this city is all I have to lose.

They say that the heartland is better than it seems.
It lets you run away from your broken-hearted dreams.
But nothing beats the skyline of Manhattan in the spring,
I'd rather feel you everywhere than lose everything.

The day we met I put a penny in a jar.
Thought I could fill that jar before you broke my heart.
But all these moments I collected next to you
Are history, now this city is all I have to lose.
Are history, now this city is all I have to lose.
Our history in this city is all I have of you.