Situation: Relation

On the right bank of the East River
Sittin' on torn concrete

Shaking hands and empty fingers

And I know it
Won't mean anything

If indeed this was like a first marriage

Then you and I together
Can be like
Divorcees

I don't need to talk about it

And I don't know
To anything yet

So you can take what's on the table
When you go
You go for everything

And if indeed this was like a first marriage

Then you and I together
Can be like
Divorcees