Dear NY girl
Why you drink so much
It's because all the pain from the last few months
Set my heart on fire
As we compromise
I know one day
We'll both be fine
Dear NY girl
Does it hurt that bad
It's because you've been missin' what you once had
So far from home
In this club alone
To live this life
Full of the unknown
So get on with it
The way that you boost my confidence
Wishin' we had some common sense
The spirits that we keep conjuring
To me this seems too familiar
I think her dreams might kill her
To live this free it fills her
And I'm scared to see the real her
How did you pay for that
Where did you get that Bottega bag
All of my shit Imma take it back
All this designer I hope it last
But they want you baby
No line for nothin' and I bet they
Comin' through baby
Airlines knowing something's up what you wanted so come on
Come on come on come on
Come on
Come on come on come on
Dear NY girl
Why you drink so much
It's because all the pain from the last few months
Set my heart on fire
As we compromise
I know one day
We'll both be fine
Dear NY girl
Does it hurt that bad
It's because you've been missin' what you once had
So far from home
In this club alone
To live this life
Full of the unknown
3 Day Weekend - Dear NY Girl Lyrics
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Dear NY girl
Why you drink so much
It's because all the pain from the last few months
Set my heart on fire
As we compromise
I know one day
We'll both be fine
Dear NY girl
Does it hurt that bad
It's because you've been missin' what you once had
So far from home
In this club alone
To live this life
Full of the unknown
So get on with it
The way that you boost my confidence
Wishin' we had some common sense
The spirits that we keep conjuring
To me this seems too familiar
I think her dreams might kill her
To live this free it fills her
And I'm scared to see the real her
How did you pay for that
Where did you get that Bottega bag
All of my shit Imma take it back
All this designer I hope it last
But they want you baby
No line for nothin' and I bet they
Comin' through baby
Airlines knowing something's up what you wanted so come on
Come on come on come on
Come on
Come on come on come on
Dear NY girl
Why you drink so much
It's because all the pain from the last few months
Set my heart on fire
As we compromise
I know one day
We'll both be fine
Dear NY girl
Does it hurt that bad
It's because you've been missin' what you once had
So far from home
In this club alone
To live this life
Full of the unknown
Why you drink so much
It's because all the pain from the last few months
Set my heart on fire
As we compromise
I know one day
We'll both be fine
Dear NY girl
Does it hurt that bad
It's because you've been missin' what you once had
So far from home
In this club alone
To live this life
Full of the unknown
So get on with it
The way that you boost my confidence
Wishin' we had some common sense
The spirits that we keep conjuring
To me this seems too familiar
I think her dreams might kill her
To live this free it fills her
And I'm scared to see the real her
How did you pay for that
Where did you get that Bottega bag
All of my shit Imma take it back
All this designer I hope it last
But they want you baby
No line for nothin' and I bet they
Comin' through baby
Airlines knowing something's up what you wanted so come on
Come on come on come on
Come on
Come on come on come on
Dear NY girl
Why you drink so much
It's because all the pain from the last few months
Set my heart on fire
As we compromise
I know one day
We'll both be fine
Dear NY girl
Does it hurt that bad
It's because you've been missin' what you once had
So far from home
In this club alone
To live this life
Full of the unknown
Writer: Austin Kassabian, Will Kearney, Nicholas Ugarte, Joe O'Hagan
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: 3 Day Weekend
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Austin Kassabian, Will Kearney, Nicholas Ugarte, Joe O'Hagan