I ditched my apple on Romasco Lane Never to be seen again I was asking for a friend in you You walked right through me in the pouring rain Rusty, stoned, and anxious
A baron sidewalk to the misty core You could have left me on the floor Never knowing and going back for more A fallen tribute to the underground Winos, winos
You might think you are falling That feeling of mass appeal It only seems less for real
I ditched my apple on Romasco Lane I shot my mouth off and I’d do it again A water world divides the ocean again