Every time I think that I want this I feel you turn me back
Called me then you couldn't be honest, I couldn't handle that
You never handed me, you never handed me the truth
Counting up the cards and the scars I kept
'Cause I hated who I was in Los Angeles

Up in Los Angeles, up in Los Angeles with you
So leave me to the memories I still have yet to lose
Of me and you, convincing me to stay but I refuse
I'm running out of words like medication
Withdrawing from the pain of dedication

Sweating out the years of conversation with you
Days get a little bit shorter and now that we're always traveling
Life gets a little harder and time is all that you have with me
It's all you had with me, it's all you had with me to lose
Back when I gave you that record, you said you weren't a fan of his

When you were living in Brooklyn you said that you'd never dance to this
But in Los Angeles, but in Los Angeles you do
So leave me to the memories I still have yet to lose
Of me and you, convincing me to stay but I refuse
I'm running out of words like medication

Withdrawing from the pain of dedication
Sweating out the years of conversation with you
Up in Los Angeles, up in Los Angeles with you
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