You're always breaking shit when I'm looking the other way It's already tomorrow but it feels like yesterday I don't wanna go back to bed even though I should Down the street it's caddy corner to her old place I'm sad it's over but I really need a break I've Smiled at you like six times today but it's all good If I go home it's real Don't cry, I'll deal But if it was up to me, you know I would I like driving all the time and all this week it's like I've never felt more alive in a parking lot I don't need to feel everything I did I'll wear a hearing aid and you'll get glasses for your eyes The sun's coming down and the floor's gonna cave in right under my legs You'll be feeling it tomorrow But now I'm glad to be By spring, you'll see That when it's up to me You know I will If I go home, it's real Don't cry, I'll deal I'll fix the van, I'm free Pick you up, come three Drive to another state and never leave