Virginia Girls - Envy On The Coast

Come on, now you’re killing me

Come on, how you leaving?

You gotta live where the sound was born

The sound that never sleeps

Where it’ll shine, please stay with me

Ride the tracks of the train out of New York City

Won’t you?

Won’t you?

Won’t you?

(Listen to my noise)

This is where I live

Where the rich play dead

They don’t wanna be found, watch you from the crow’s nest

Draw a line between the need more and homeless

So we make our own fun, doing the lockjaw laugh

It’s not the promised land, it’s where I come from

So I tell myself not to ever forget

This is where I live

I’d never trade you for the west

Come on, now you’re killing me

Come on, how you leaving?

You gotta live where the sound was born

The sound that never sleeps

Where it’ll shine, please stay with me

Ride the tracks of the train out of New York City

Won’t you?

Won’t you?

Won’t you?

I heard you’re moving out west with a new flame

Heard the sun never shines, every day’s the same

That should have lit you up like a cheap cigar

Why the long face, you came a long way just to play a part

Nevermind, I want another nor’easter

We need the bitter just to make the sugar sweeter

Listen to my noise, knife to both speakers

Sever all ties, wipe the shit off of your sneakers

'Cause this is where I live

I’d never trade you for the west

Come on, now you’re killing me

Come on, how you leaving?

You gotta live where the sound was born

The sound that never sleeps

Where it’ll shine, please stay with me

Ride the tracks of the train out of New York City

Won’t you?

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it, no?

I’ll be there at the wake and the funeral

I will help to carry you the whole way to the burial

The empty stares, coffers, and conversations ahead of you

Belly aches, nothing to satisfy the void in you

When the bell rings, in creeps the sensation

Loss of patience, at the station, east — west, split the nation

Now I don’t need a handshake, blessings, or better wishes

If you trade me for the west, I choose to burn my bridges

Come on, now you’re killing me

Come on, how you leaving?

You gotta live where the sound was born

The sound that never sleeps

Where it’ll shine, please stay with me

Ride the tracks of the train out of New York City

Won’t you?

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it, no?

(Listen to my noise, to my noise)