Mad Men

He said if I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die in Manhattan
With a good view of the city and a rooftop to jump from
And when I jump from the rooftop, I want an angel to catch me
And the beauty of his fingertips will burn away my skin

And when the guy from Manhattan hands me a thick manilla envelope
I wanna take it home and lock it in my desk
So one day when I'm day drunk and chain-smoking at the office
You can break the lock open and discover who I am

Three men go to war, what do you do with the fallout
All these pictures I've been sending are gonna tear us both apart

Dim halo in the kitchen, empty bottles on the counter
Two figures in the stairwell and a glass for the realtor
When you move across the country, you know this'll be the last time
And when you pull me closer towards you, you know this'll be the last time

And when the guy from Mad Men says I thought about what you told me
And the guy from Manhattan says I'm happy to hear it
I could've swore you said to me
Then I thought about you
And your deep, deep lack of character
Yeah, your deep, deep lack of character

Three men go to war, what do you do when it's over
Send another one to the moon before you orchestrate surrender
Cuz when I die in Manhattan, they're gonna pull me from the office
Mets pennant in the background, and the camera in focus