Could this be a bad time to tell you I´m leaving? Did I make summer come early for no fuckin´ reason? Could this be a bad time to go through the motions?
Is it like heavy rain or just a drop in the ocean?
As soon as I hit Los Angeles, it was 43 Dad, I hope that you´re listening Unpacked my shit and cried a bit I controlled what I could, but this is it
We´ll be lucky if we make it to August Or maybe to the start of Fall if we force it
Could this be a bad time to tell you I´m leaving? Did I do something I can´t change based on a feeling? Could this be a bad time to be moving the target?
In a way, honey, we ended before we got started
As soon as I hit Los Angeles, it was 43 Dad, I hope that you´re listening Unpacked my shit and cried a bit I controlled what I could, but this is it
We´ll be lucky if we make it to August Or maybe to the start of Fall if we force it Honey, get out of the car, your plane´s boarding I´ll break it to you when you land, and I´m sorry
And I´ll always remember July to whatever The borders and passes
The desert red centre It´s all we had, and that´s not much It´s all we had, and that´s not much
As soon as I hit Los Angeles, it was 43 Dad, I hope that you´re listening Unpacked my shit and cried a bit I controlled what I could, but this is it
We´ll be lucky if we make it to August Or maybe to the start of Fall if we force it (As soon as I could let go) Honey, get out of the car, your plane´s boarding (I hung on, if that makes sense) (As soon as I could let go) I´ll break it to you when you land, and I´m sorry