I Hate New York (Explicit)歌词-Sarah Lipe

I Hate New York (Explicit)歌词由Sarah Lipe演唱，出自专辑《Crying in Public (Explicit)》，下面是《I Hate New York (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

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New York and I got a little situationship

We love each other sometimes it’s a bit

Grew up here and people always like to give me shit

But sit down

Everybody wants to move here and do something good

Power to ‘em if they’re ready they ain’t ready for the brooding

people who try to run away and think they could

But this town

Can break you, can haunt you

can give you everything you want

So why all the judgment?

Just let me do what I want

I really hate New York

You think you’re someone else, but you’re not

We ain’t getting paid a lot

But then we burn our money on the street it ain’t funny

Wake up

I really hate myself

I try to be somebody else

Oh, maybe I need some help

‘Cause the people I’m meeting are always giving me a reason to go

And take the city by storm

Before I go on I just really gotta say this

Don't come for me ‘cause my opinion ain’t shit

I walk around trying to be a bad bitch

But I’m not

Too many times I’ve been shot down, drowning

too opinionated, loud, not hot, nothing

But you can judge me when I finally start to see you sing

My songs

So don’t break me, don’t haunt me

‘Cause men can do this all the time

They say shit, but women’s opinions are a fucking crime

I really hate New York

You think you’re someone else but you’re not

We ain’t getting paid a lot

But then we burn our money on the street it ain’t funny

Wake up

I really hate myself

I try to be somebody else

Oh, maybe I need some help

Cause the people I’m meeting are always giving me a reason to go

And take the city by storm

Woahhh woah oh oh

Woaahh woah oh oh

Woahh woah oh oh

Woah woah

So go ahead and cancel me

I know I make it easy

But watch my insecurities

Flood out (mmm)

So you work on wall street?

Mommy’s money or daddy’s?

Murray Hill got nothing on me

But sometimes

I really hate New York

I’ve never felt good enough

Or people wouldn’t like my stuff

But I know I can stand here, hand me another beer, everybody’s cup is up

I really hate myself

I try to be somebody else

Oh, maybe I need some help

Cause the people I’m meeting are always giving me a reason to go

And take the city by storm

Put your cups up, if your life sucks

Get out my way I’m walking here

Oh, oh woah

It’s my home, my home, my city

And I’m stayin’ here