List of Tallest Buildings in New York City - Tallest Buildings By Pinnacle Height

Tallest Buildings By Pinnacle Height

This lists ranks buildings in New York City based on pinnacle height measurement, which includes antenna masts. Standard architectural height measurement, which excludes non-architectural antennas in building height, is included for comparative purposes. An equal sign (=) following a rank indicates the same height between two or more buildings. The "Year" column indicates the year in which a building was completed.

Pinn.
Rank
Std.
Rank
Name Pinnacle
height
Standard
height
Floors
Year
Sources
1 1 Empire State Building 995 !1,454 (443) 994 !1,250 (381) 102 1931
2 2 Bank of America Tower 993 !1,200 (366) 993 !1,200 (366) 54 2009
3 12 Condé Nast Building 992 !1,118 (341) 809 (247) 48 1999
4= 3= Chrysler Building 990 !1,046 (319) 990 !1,046 (319) 77 1931
4= 3= New York Times Building 990 !1,046 (319) 990 !1,046 (319) 52 2007
6 5 American International Building 952 (290) 952 (290) 66 1932
7 14 Bloomberg Tower 941 (287) 806 (246) 54 2005
8 6 The Trump Building 927 (283) 927 (283) 70 1930
9 7 Citigroup Center 915 (279) 915 (279) 59 1977
10 8 Trump World Tower 861 (262) 861 (262) 72 2001

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