I never walk, I always run
Hey, I won't look, but I'll stare right at the sun!
Trying not to jump the gun
'Cause like mirrors and smoke, this is all a joke
Life feels dryer than California
In July, on your mouth when I kissed ya
On my couch, and I made you listen
To all the songs that I wish I had written
And I went out on a limb
Fell for you and almost broke my wrist
Had a spark because of this
Let us laugh 'til I choke
Be the butt of a joke
Life feels dryer than California
In July, on your mouth when I kissed ya
On my couch, and I made you listen
To all the songs that I wish I had written
You could be anything to me
I could be anything to you
The booze and drugs all wear off
And I think I still like you!
The sun comes up over California
I'm in too deep, and I wanna kiss ya
On your lips while I make you listen
To all the shit that I wish I had written!
We caught fire like California
In July, on the night when I kissed ya
On my couch, and I made you listen
To all the songs that I wish I had written
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