You know about every song

You know about all the bands before the blog does

Yeah, you know all the clubs

Where the streets come alive

On the lower east side

And you′re just like the city

You're just like a ghost

I still want you to have all the pretty things

Even if we′re not close

Hope you get all the money you'll ever need

And get to marry your Johnny, he falls at your feet

I hope you get all the oysters that you can eat

You can have the whole world

But you can't have me

Think you like to keep your secrets

But they sting you in your pride

But you know about the hotels

Broken bones and bombshells

How I fought for my life

And you′re just like your city

And you′re just like a ghost

Hope you get all the money you'll ever need

You get to marry your Johnny, he falls at your feet

I hope you get all the oysters that you can eat

You can have the whole world

But you can′t have

Woah

Woah

Hope you get all the money you'll ever need

And get to marry your Johnny, he falls at your feet

I hope you get all the oysters that you can eat

You can have the whole world

I will give you my world

You can have the whole world

But you can′t have

Pearls

No you can't have Pearls

No you can′t have Pearls

No you can't have Pearls

No you can't have me