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