Autumn in New York
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Until it ends.
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What I mean is..
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we have no future.
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I know.
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I’m sick.
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What do you mean?
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It’s my heart.
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Nobody even thought I'd last this long.
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I could've put off telling you but...
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I genuinely like you.
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I wanted to be clear
right from the start...

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so there was no chance
for any confusion later.

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She's the perfect woman. Young,
beautiful and on her way out.

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- Not funny, John.
- I know it's not. It’s sad.

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- She's so young.
- No, I mean you're sad.

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Even this, as far as it's gone.
You shouldn't be doing this.

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- Why not?
- 'Cause it's out of whack.

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It doesn't feel totally out of whack.
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It doesn't feel totally out of whack
to you because you're looking at her.

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I’m looking at you and it's fucked.
There ain't a right angle in it.

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Alright... I end it.
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I don't know.
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Make up your mind!
What do you want me to do?

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I don't know. Maybe it's a good thing.
Maybe it makes a sad girl happy and


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