[Intro]
C G Am Dm G
 
 
[Verse 1]
C           G      Am
Twistin' around on blue leather booth
Dm                          G
My ears still popping from travel and use
C                 G               Am
I picked at my oatmeal and plumped up my lips
Dm                    G              F
He gives his hand a suggestion, wish
F                  C
It's not you, it's New York I miss
 
 
[Verse 2]
C            G        Am
I've got a problem I think he could fix
Dm                      G
He seems to undo all my usual tricks
        C                        Am
But the marks on his belly, the lines I trace
Dm                   G
Shadow softness and romantic grace
F                       C
It's not you, it's New York I face
 
 
[Verse 3]
Am            G C
I dreamt of him on a JetBlue flight
Dm                 G
Nursing me into a feverish night
Am        G   C
Lay on my back, whisperin' his name
Dm                     G
Letting him unravel a decade of blame
F                       C
It's not you, it's New York I claim
 
 
[Verse 4]
C                          G       Am
Well, in a thunder breath, I coughed up my heart
Dm                     G
My life in my hands, a good place to start
G         G              Am
Little creature born of joy and mirth
Dm                         G
Loving without the help of anything
C        E               Am
Little creature born of joy and mirth
Dm                         G
Loving without the help of anything
   C     Am
On earth
F                       C
It's not you, it's New York that works
              [verse 1]
twistin’ around on blue leather booth
my ears still popping from travel and use
i picked at my oatmeal and plumped up my lips
he gives his hand a suggestion, wish
it’s not you, it’s new york i miss

[verse 2]
i’ve got a problem i think he could fix
he seems to undo all my usual tricks
but the marks on his belly, the lines i trace
shadow softness and romantic grace
it’s not you, it’s new york i face

[verse 3]
i dreamt of him on a jetblue flight
nursing me into a feverish night
lay on my back, whisperin’ his name
letting him unravel a decade of blame
it’s not you, it’s new york i claim

[verse 4]
well, in a thunder breath, i coughed up my heart
my life in my hands, a good place to start
little creature born of joy and mirth
loving without the help of anything
little creature born of joy and mirth
loving without the help of anything
on earth
it’s not you, it’s new york that works              
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