Howling at me, howling at you 
Howling at me, howling at you 
Hey, Angel! 

Doors knock on the floor top then I shake you till your chord drops 
And try to wrap my hands around the way that you throw yours up 
Hmm it's your socks and you bleed me once I'm tore up 
And I open up, said I open up and you scream until that door shuts. 
Breathe tight till my chest aches 
And my heart burst and my head spins 
And I pick out all the drains about that make us stop my x-ray! 
Huh, worst best case and I [bad word] till my leg shake 
But you know all the things to do, to get you back to your bed space 
And so, I tried to think around you 
But that's hard to do when everything I'm planning earths around you
Manhattan, you are my favorite place to die 
Right between the heart of all the good and bad you lie! 

The hotel room and the street below 
You [bad word] and people go 
All the friends that we used to know,  [bad word] back!  [bad word] back!  [bad word] back! 
You say your heart has a rhythm 
We'll see your secret on 
You say you have nothing to hide 
You and secret life! 
 [bad word]  
You'll never be, never be, never be 
You'll never be, never be, never be 
You'll never be, never be, never be 
Manhattan! 
You could never be, never be, never be 
Manhattan! 

Your want your badge and your suitcase on 
No suit and your hair's not right 
Cause nobody knows this woman by your side 
It's not who you know, it's a useful woman by your side 
It's not who you know, it's a useful woman by your side 
 [bad word]  (x2) 
You'll never be, never be, never be 
You'll never be, never be, never be 
You'll never be, never be, never be 
Manhattan! 
You could never be, never be, never be 
Manhattan! 
Howling at me, howling at you