New York 2002

Sun never sets on a pale blue summer
Bottle of gas station wine loading us up right
Throwing up on the floor like it's the first time
See the color of your eyes like it's the first time

I was looking for a vice when I found you
New York 2002, it was all I could imagine
Looking for a vice when I found you

Fall asleep in the passenger seat
While we're waiting at the red light
Dark blue in the morning suits you
Glowing in the low light
You leave it all behind like this, this is the last time
But you say it like you know this will never be the last time

I was looking for a vice when I found you
New York 2002, it was all I could imagine
Looking for a vice when I found you

When I found you
When I found you
When I found you
When I found you