yas akdag - salt beef bagel

Thought you'd pick me up from the airport
We'd listen to dance music, though we'd both hate it
You'd take me to Venice, we'd lie in the sand
You'd tell me you missed me

Thought we would be riding two wheels east
I'd pay a pound twenty for a bagel with salt beef
You'd take my hand, we'd lie on the grass
And drink green cider

Now I'm in my room
With the window open
They're drinking outside
And laughing, forgotten
I wish I could be them
I wish I could be them

I could walk this city with my eyes closed
So turning nineteen here's making me morose
I mean I'm not in mourning, why would you think that?
That's just my face in the morning, it's not New York

Now I'm in my room
With the window open
They're drinking outside
And laughing, forgotten
I wish I could be them
I wish I could be them

Heaters turned off every ten
A boy's asking me to light his cigarette
To light his cigarette
Now I'm in my room
With the window open
They're drinking outside
And laughing, forgotten
I wish I could be them
I wish I could be someone else

Written by:
Yasemin Akdag

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