Guess what, I'm done writing you songs
You'll give up your job at the bank
Proving money's not fun when you're gone
So this is the first verse
It's not very long
But I'm ready to move on
Guess what, I'm done writing your book
The ending got twisted around
But for all of the hell that it took
The electrical wires
They'll hum in the walls
In the room that I rent now without you
Well I've got friends who (la la la lie)
Will help me to pull through (la la la lie)
The spaceman who can't get high
I'm coming back to my girl by July
Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's right.
So, guess what, I'm done drawing your pictures
I'm dulling the day with a drink
In a parking garage by the theatre
We met for a movie
Every scene was a sign
We made out through their meaning
Well I've got friends who (la la la lie)
Will help me to pull through (la la la lie)
The space that I can't get out
I'm coming back to my girl by July
Yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah!
Guess what I'm done
Writing you songs
I'm far too unstable to settle
I doubt that the doctors are wrong
So I'll wait by a palm tree, a palm tree, a palm tree
Well I've got friends who (la la la lie)
Should help me pull through (la la la lie)
The space that I can't get out
I'm coming back to my girl by July
La la lie, Help me to pull trough
La la lie
The song for a long goodbye
I'm coming back to, back to my girl
La la lie, back to my girl
The song for a long goodbye
I'm coming back to my girl by July
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