I'm gonna begin with Lenox Hill, New York City thrills
A new kid on the scene
And like the dancers who kick so high in 42nd Street
She was about to dream

Just a girl born with a smile
She had it all and never questioned why, oh
She was a child with everything set up
Playing yellow-chin-buttercup
Then the flowers weren't good enough
Ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Ooh-oh-oh-oh

I'm gonna begin with Lenox Hill, yeah, New York City thrills
I'm gonna set the scene
I'm gonna remember a part of me I lost along the way
I'm gonna pretend that I'm free

But now the flowers ain't good enough
And I'm faking for someone
I need a reminder
I'm falling behind her
I need to remember who I was

‘Cause I can hear a silence in my lungs
I'm feeling violent, I think I'm done
I know I'm alive but there's nothing left of me
Anymore, anyone

I'm feeling violent
I'm sick of the silence
And I can't hide it anymore

Ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh-oh-oh-ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm feeling violent
I'm sick of the silence
And I can't hide it anymore
Anymore, anymore, no