Doors

I'm feeling rough but it's alright
Windows are open, it's warm outside
I'm hearing voices through the doors
Whispering like you got, like, like you've got a secret
I'm hearing voices through the doors
Let's make us some money, New York, New York, New York

So cheers to broken glasses
Cheers to broken hearts
I'll meet you at the dive bar
Summer's here, we don't need to get that far to get away
To get away

I'm hearing voices through the doors
Whisper like you've got, like, like you've got a secret
Smoke your cigarettes
Baby, it's the wild wild west

So cheers to broken glasses
Cheers to broken hearts
I'll meet you at the dive bar
Summer's here and we don't need to get that far to get away

So cheers to broken glasses
Cheers to broken hearts
I'll meet you at the dive bar
Summer's here and we don't need to get that far to get away

So cheers to broken glasses
Cheers to broken hearts
I'll meet you at the dive bar
Summer's here and we don't need to get that far to get away