Your daddy bought you a new black Jetta
A little something else to curb the pain
Waitin' on a call, text, or whatever
Your life's a storm cloud without any rain
Filled your life full of boys that are broken
Validation needed more than you
Scratching your arm with the blade while you're smoking
I wanna cover you
Said, "I love you, California, but you're bringin' me down"
You love me, then you hate me, then you're never around
A natural disaster in a fabricated town
I love you, California, but you're
You're bringing me down
Down, down
Down, down
Down, down
A bitter pill that you never learn to swallow
A site unseen from your new third eye
Your little tricks never got them to follow
It's not enough to be the pitiful type
So, take your medicine, your fake adrenaline
The kind of problems you would always dream, you settled in
Stop makin' promises, you don't know what honest is
I wanna cover you
Said, "I love you, California, but you're bringin' me down"
You love me, then you hate me, then you're never around
A natural disaster in a fabricated town
I love you, California, but you're
You're bringing me down
Down, down
Down, down
Down, down
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