Madrid Is Not Manhattan Songtext
von Ghosts and Me

The same old song
How come we always end up dreaming of a way to change it all?
You say we're doomed if we stay here for good
But I'm too scared to see

The past is gone and I still hold on to my mistakes and to what could have been
I'm trapped in my own carrousel
And these time paradoxes paint my life in black and grey
I could use a change here


Stop! Every time you fill my head with hopes they turn into thin air
I'd like for once to give it my best shot, to say 'at least we tried'

The past is gone and I still hold on to my mistakes and to what could have been
I'm trapped in my own carrousel
And these time paradoxes paint my life in black and grey
I could use a change here

Why am I standing here? I'm faking smiles and I just want to go home.
I don't want to stay
Why am I standing here? I don't feel like dancing to this bad song.
I'm tired of wasting time.

Why am I standing here? I don't feel like dancing to this song.