the world was wide enough off broadway
Gunshot
I strike him right between his ribs
I walk towards him, but I am ushered away
They row him back across the Hudson
I get a drink
Aaaah
Aaaah
Aaaah
I hear wailing in the streets
Aaaah
Aaaah
Aaaah
Somebody tells me, “You’d better hide.”
Aaaah
Aaaah
Aaaah
They say
Angelica and Eliza—
Were both at his side when he died
Death doesn’t discriminate
Between the sinners and the saints
It takes and it takes and it takes
And history obliterates
In every picture it paints
It paints me and all my mistakes
And when Alexander aimed
At the sky
He may have been the first one to die
But I’m the one who paid for it
I survived, but I paid for it
Now I’m the villain in your history
I was too young and blind to see...
I should’ve known
Oh I should’ve known
The world was wide enough for both Hamilton and me
The world was wide enough for both Hamilton and me