She's your New York City, I'm your Abeline
She's your poetic silence I'm the song you sing
She's your growing up I'm your staying young
She's your play it safe I'm your need to run

She's the air you try to breathe, oh
The happy ending you try to see
She's the reasons you make up
To try to get over me

She's your pretty portrait, I'm your wrinkled photograph
She's your straight face, I'm your make you laugh and cry to dance and to lie

She's the air you try to breathe, oh
The happy ending you try to see
She's the reasons you make up
To try to get over me, yeah

She keeps your things, she keeps your yard and your home
And I keep your heart on my bedstand while I sleep alone

She's the air you try to breathe
The happy ending you try to see
She's the reasons you make up
Make believe kind of love

She's the reasons you make up
To try to get over me, yeah
Over me