Suicidal morning, pink and purple glow
City's up and yawning, blanket made of snow
Sentimental movie from many years ago
You don't know how much I'm gonna miss you
Funny streets in China (?), all the food in France (?)
Mix it up inside you, it makes you want to dance
Temporary measure, the devil in your pants
You don't know how much I'm gonna miss you
Many, many times couldn't do it again and we didn't
Every other night we tried for old times sake
Many, many hearts and they bleed with the blood of the city
Maybe we could throw down a couple of poisoned things
God is always watching the music in your throat
And your little island with pink and purple notes
The proof is in the concrete, stop is turned to go
But you don't know how much I'm gonna miss you
You don't know how much I'm gonna miss you
You don't know how much I'm gonna miss you