MADE IN CALIFORNIA
From the start I knew this shit would never last,
So tell me why you leaving hurts so bad.
My mouth won't agree with my mind when I say that soon I will be all right.
Are you ok? You look pale...
I'll be fine, I've gone stale...
What's this salty liquid leaking from each eyelid?
Why is it so hard to breath? Is it real? Do I care?
I never meant to let you in
You are a distraction to my senses
You're stirred up this strange thing called feeling
And now you're leaving, why are you leaving me?
I understand that when you go it
But if it's what you want, I'll gladly let you go.
I'll wait here day by day by day alone,
Just in case you call me on the phone.
And if you will permit me, I will still be yours.
So tell me what am I to do?
With these creatures loose running in my mind.
I'm fending of some right at this moment,
Hand in hand they're twins,
They go by lonely and lost.