Pick you up, just tell me when you land
It's raining in L.A., and everyone's gone mad
I'd love to take you to the desert, but you hate makin' plans
I'll pick you up, just tell me when you land

All my songs are soundin' out of tune
The ocean's just a trinket, a gift from me to you
And I want to sing your praises 'cause you've been feelin' blue
But all my songs are soundin' out of tune

Your drag queen's dress, your plastic knife
You're pretty dangerous and so untrue
It's all been said a couple million [times?]
But why'd you make me fall in love with you?

So when I drop you off at LAX
I'll kiss you on the forehead and wish you all the best
I learned you never stayed put the last time that you left
The last time I dropped you off at LAX

But if you wanna come back in the spring
We could go to the movies, we could do anything
It's all within reason, it's all been in my dreams
If you wanna come back in the spring

You're a toy I like, you're a traffic light
You're the thing that stops or goes for when I move
Well I will never know if it's wrong or right
But why'd you make me fall in love with you?
I will never know if it's wrong or right
Why'd you make me fall in love with you?