Lax

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?