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