| Can I stop my life so I could just be with you?
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| Let’s hightail to Hawaii on a plane
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| I’ll embezzle what’s left of my band fund
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| To take necessary action to destroy what I have made
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| You and I, we’ll move to New York City
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| I’ll get a temp job, you’ll start your career
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| I’m not being fickle, just realistic
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| The air is moist but it never gets too cold this time of year
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| So tell me was it worth it?
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| Answer before I get in my van
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| To drive into the Pacific
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| Where I’ll probably never see your face again
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| Say the word and I’ll put my guitar down
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| I’ll be sad but at least we’ll both get laid
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| We’ll start to fight when I start to resent you
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| And we’ll both agree the thought was nice but I should not have stayed
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| Take the I-Whatever to desolation
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| And now fast food’s reminding me of you
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| So I’ll write postcards and I’ll forget to send them
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| Thanks a lot, I lost my mind and now I’m losing you
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| So tell me something awesome
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| That can last my whole life sentence in the van (The van)
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| 'Cause I’m on the SS Ambition to nowhere
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| And I’ll probably never see your face again
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| So tell me something awesome
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| That can last my whole life sentence in the van
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| 'Cause I’m on the SS Stupid Goals to nowhere
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| And I’ll probably never see your face again
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| 'Cause I’m on the SS Bullshit Dreams to nowhere
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| And I’ll probably never see your face again |