Departures are so hard

You say

Packing up your things

Your necklaces and rings

Your darvidan and morphine



You can't believe the actor

Smacked her

Gave her a black eye

There's something in a western winter

Where it's easier to say

Goodbye, Goodbye



These yellow lights

are turning red (turning red)

You starve your heart

You starve your head

And when its over

You go back to bed



I don't want a job

I don't want to go to school

I don't want a job

I've got more important things to do



You keep in touch with old friends

I keep in touch with you

Your begging me to make

Every little word count

I don't now but I used to

You still do drugs

I still play games

You prefer not knowing I call you names

In flights of fancy

Grandeur and fame

Goodbye goodbye



These yellow lights

are turning red (turning red)

You starve your heart

You starve your head

And when its over

You go back to bed



I don't want a job

I don't want to go to school

I don't want a job

I've got more important things to do



Wake up to the thought of you

It's december, remember

How cold it was in my garage

You sat with your legs crossed

and your heart lost

mine lost in losing you

Street lights like a christmas tree

But the fires aren't burning

Cuz it's 80 degrees

and I'd like to have you alone

In my favorite cologne

With the air on your hair

and we're still getting stoned

It's a shame the games we play

But I like it that way



These yellow lights

are turning red (turning red)

You starve your heart

You starve your head

And when its over

You go back to bed



I don't want a job

I don't want to go to school

I don't want a job

I've got more important things to do



More important things to do

Than you




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