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I know that it is freezing But I think we have to walk Keep waving at the taxis They keep turning the lights on But Julie knows a party at some actor's westide loft Supplies are endless in the evening By the morning they'll be gone And everything is lonely I can be my own best friend I get a coffee and the paper Have no phone conversations With the sidewalk and the pigeons And my window reflection When I start polishing in the evening By the morning looks like shit  And I know you have a heavy heart I can feel it when we kiss So many men stronger than me Have thrown their backs out trying to live Yeah but me I'm not a gamble You can count on me to split But what I tell you in the evening By the morning won't make sense  You looking skinny like a model With your eyes all painted black Just keep going to the bathroom Only say you'll be right back Well it takes one to know one kid I think you've got it bad But what's so easy in the evening By the morning it's such a drag  Got a flask inside my pocket We can share it on the train And if you promise to stay conscious I'll try to do the same Well we might die from that medicine But we sure killed all the pain What was normal in the evening By the morning seems insane  And I'm not sure what the trouble was What started all of this The reasons all have run away But the feeling never did It's not something I would recommend But it is one way to live Cause what is simple in the moonlight By the morning never is It was simple in the moonlight Now it's so complicated