Harlem (live on NYC radio) Glassjaw

A night in the city...
This where I want you... (bam!)

You're such a filthy liar
But it attracts me
One little lie
One little chore
And one shower

I thought about hell without her
I am me without her
I thought about hell with her
I am me trying to be this way

You are nothing
I sit at the terminal
A night like that, the city can be hell

I thought about hell without her
I am me without her
I thought about hell with her
I am me, dying

And I'll be known
As the one who jumped off the bridge
As the one who jumped off there