Hear that broken engine
It's coughing as it sparks
It feels like our conversation
Was dull and grey and didn't start
And I've been to the depot
I've been sleeping on the trains
From Brighton Beach over to Sheffield
To Manhattan in the rain
And I don't know how to forget you, but I'll try
Give me a little more time, maybe
I'm sorry about everything, baby

These complicated feelings
The color of the blues
Left me drowning in your curly hair
In your thousand-dollar shoes
So pour me something extra
So I won't know what to say
You left me standing in the station
In Manhattan in the rain
And I don't know how to forget you, but I'll try
Give me a little more time, maybe
I'm sorry about everything, baby

October by the warehouse
Just sittin in your car
We're smoking cigarettes with coffee
The detective's nodding off
While it's pouring on the statues
Blur of trench coats in the rain
Nothin to your pitch-black Buick
Nobody ever cared again
And I don't know how to forget you, but I'll try
Give me a little more time, maybe
I'm sorry about everything, baby

Party's never over til' she cries
I been breakin all the mirrors so I can see her one last time

Hear that broken engine
It's coughing gas and sparks
It feels like our conversation
Was over 'fore it starts
And I've been to the depot
I've been sleeping on the trains
From Coney Island over to Brooklyn
To Manhattan in the rain
And I don't know how to forget you, but I'll try
Give me a little more time, baby
I'm sorry about everything, maybe