L.A. Song (Out Of This Town)

(álbum: Screamin' For My Supper - 1999)

She hangs around the boulevard
She's a local girl with local scars
She got home late she got home late
She drank so hard the bottle ached
And she tried and she tried and she tried and she tried
But nothing's clear in a bar full of lies
So she takes and she takes she takes and she takes
She understands when she gives it away

She says man I gotta get outta this town
Man I gotta get outta this pain
Man I gotta get outta this town
Outta this town and out of L.A.

She's got a gun she's got a gun
She got a gun she calls the lucky one
She left a note right by the phone
Don't leave a message 'cause this ain't no home
And she cried and she cried and she cried and she cried
She cried so long her tears ran dry
Then she laughed and she laughed she laughed and she laughed
'Cause she knew she was never coming back

She said man I'm gonna get outta this town
Man I'm gonna get outta this pain
Man I'm gonna get outta this town
Outta this town and out of L.A.

It's all she loves
It's all she hates
It's all too much for her to take
She can't be sure just where it ends
Or where the good life begins

So she took a train she took a train
To a little old town without a name
She met a man he took her in
But fed her all the same bullshit again
'Cause he lied and he lied and he lied and he lied

He lied like a salesman selling flies
So she screamed and she screamed and she screamed and she screamed
It's a different place but the same old thing

It's all I love
It's all I hate
It's all too much for me to take
I can't be sure where it begins
Or if the good life lies within

So she said
Man I gotta get out of this town
Yeah now I gotta get back on that train
Man I gotta get out of this town
I'm outta my pain
So I'm going back to L.A.