L.A.
Lied a few times on Sundays Dared to think twice when you said “Better try than hide ’til you lose your peace of mind” What a picture-perfect memory Given up in need of remedy I severed all my ties, but I left my heart behind I know it’s never going to be the same Light-hearted revels in LA Tell me is it so bad? To miss them so bad, bad You know we’re never going to be the same I let our seasons…



















