I know that it is freezing but I think we have to walk I keep waving at the taxis; they keep turning their lights off But Julie knows a party at some actor's west side loft Supplies are endless in the evening; by the morning they'll be gone. When everything gets lonely I can be my own best friend I'll grab a coffee and the paper; have my own conversations With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit. I know you have a heavy heart; I can feel it when we kiss So many men much stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it But me I'm not gamble you can count on me to split The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist. You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black You just keep going to the bathroom always say you'll be right back Well it takes one to know one, kid, I think you've got it bad But what's so easy in the evening, by the morning is such a drag. I've got a flask inside my pocket we can share it on the train If you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain But what was normally in the evening, by the morning seems insane. And I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this The reasons have run away but the feeling never did It's not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live Cause what is simple in the moonlight, by the morning never is What's so simple in the moonlight, by the morning is so complicated. What's so simple in the moonlight, so simple in the moonlight