Keep the pictures we took keep the records and the books Tell me what it was that went wrong I think about California, I think about getting out of here I think I’ll change my name I know I’ll never be the same Without you, without you No matter where I go or what I do I’ll always be in love with you Without you I know you’re sick of me now I know you’re sick of my advice I never learned to keep it to myself I think about California I think about getting out of here I think I’ll change my name Maybe you should do the same And just this once, pretend Forget that I was drunk that night when I said Said that I would jump a mile to my death If you should ever leave You promised that you’d always be with me Are your black eyes turning blue? Cause I just can’t live