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On the right bank of the east river
sittin' on torn concrete
Shaking hands and empty fingers
And i know it
won't mean anything
If indeed this was like a first marriage
Then you and i together
can be like
divorcees
I don't need to talk about it
And i don't know
to anything yet
So you can take what's on the table
when you go
you go for everything
And if indeed this was like a first marriage
Then you and i together
can be like
divorcees