Keep the pictures we took
keep the records and the books
Tell me what it was that went wrong
I think about California,
I think about getting out of here
I think I’ll change my name
I know I’ll never be the same
Without you, without you
No matter where I go or what I do
I’ll always be in love with you
Without you
I know you’re sick of me now
I know you’re sick of my advice
I never learned to keep it to myself
I think about California
I think about getting out of here
I think I’ll change my name
Maybe you should do the same
And just this once, pretend
Forget that I was drunk that night when I said
Said that I would jump a mile to my death
If you should ever leave
You promised that you’d always be with me
Are your black eyes turning blue?
Cause I just can’t live