Your Manhattan

I took the high road
Burning city in the rear
It may seem callous
But did it to save us both, my dear
Three months to miss me
And so I threw away my phone
Now you're angry
But you would've left well enough alone

If you never heard, I found someone new
'Cause you hate to see me happy if it isn't about you
But I'm the one who's being cruel?

Do you see me in the blur of traffic?
Do you tell your new girl I was batshit?
Oh, you don't recall how good you had it?
You can cry those crocodile tears
But you can't drown me out of your Manhattan

I know you feel me
In every first-date drunken kiss
So go ahead and tell your friends
The things you swear that you don't miss
But you'll still hear me
In every song, on every mouth
My ghost has quite the habit
Of always coming back around
When you hear that I've found someone new
'Cause you hate to see me happy if it isn't about you
But I'm the one who's being cruel?

Do you see me in the blur of traffic?
Do you tell your new girl I was batshit?
Oh, you don't recall how good you had it?
You can cry those crocodile tears
But you can't drown me out of your Manhattan

Are your friends still asking you about it?
Does the memory feel photographic?
Oh, I'm sorry, it's not how you planned it?
You can cry those crocodile tears
But you can't drown me out of your Manhattan