New York Apartment by Brett Newski Lyrics

Last night I slept inside the oven
Waiting for you to turn me on

Wake to a walk of shame
A grimy subway train
You forgot my name

Last night I slept inside the oven
Waiting for you to turn me on

You sent an SMS
But I’m out of credit
I think it’s for the best

Good luck, goodnight, Godspeed, goodbye