Heading back down under
It's home, and I have friends there
There's people that will hold me
But I won't feel less lonely
What I would give to keep her
But, God, I never see her
She's over on the east coast
And I'm rotting out down here
I'm gonna have to leave her
I'll fly home for the winter
Where I can drink till I'm sick
And miss her through the fever
Gonna have to leave her
It's never getting easier
I'm standing on the trap door
She's reaching for the lever
So I'm back on the east side
It's hot as hell, but it's fine
I'm trying to make it feel right
But that could take a long time
Look at all these memories
The couch, the art, the bedsheets
We'll auction off the unit
Well, I'd die if I could do it
I'm gonna have to leave her
I'll fly home for the winter
Where I can drink till I'm sick
And miss her through the fever
Gonna have to leave her
It's never getting easier
I'm standing on the trap door
She's reaching for the lever
Reaching for the lever
What the hell did we think?
Why would we be different?
You're from here, and I'm not
We've gone and missed our one shot
I'm gonna have to leave her
I'll fly home for the winter
Where I can drink till I'm sick
And miss her through the fever
Gonna have to leave her
It's never getting easier
I'm standing on the trap door
She's reaching for the lever
Reaching for the lever
And I just can't believe her
Gonna have to leave her
Yes, I am
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