New York
I said this is over, this is over
It's not true that I didn't matter
You said you're going away, you're going away
New York, for more than a day, for more than a day
Oh boy, you're doing okay, a wife on the way
It's my fault, I thought I would stay, but what can I say
I made love to another one, to another one
Writer/s: Gabriel Gagnon, Camille Poliquin, Laurence Lafond-Beaulne
