I can't remember what I planned tomorrow   I can't remember when it's time to go   When I look in the mirror   Tracing lines with a pencil   I remember what came before      I wanted to think there was endless love   Until I saw the light dim in your eyes   In the dead o' night, I found out   Sometimes there's love that won't survive      New York City   Such a beautiful disease   New York City   Such a beautiful   Such a beautiful disease      Laura kept all her disappointments   Locked up in a box behind her closet door   She pulled down the blinds and listened to the thunder   With no way out from the family store      We all told her things could get better   When you just say goodbye   I'll lay awake one more night   Caught in a vision, I want to deny      And did I mention the note that I found   Taped to my locked front door   It talked about no regrets   As it slipped from my hand to the scuffed tile floor      I rode the train for hours on end   And watched the people pass me by   It could be that it has no end   Just an action junkie's lullaby      New York City   Such a beautiful disease   New York City   Such a beautiful   Such a beautiful disease      We were full of the stuff that every dream rested   As if floating on a lumpy pillow sky   Caught up in the whole illusion   The dreams never pass us by      Came to a tattooed conclusion   That the big one was knocking at the door   What started as a mass delusion   Would take me far from the place I adore      New York City   Such a beautiful disease   New York City   You are my beautiful   Such a beautiful disease      That's it [Incomprehensible]