Don't Come to LA

You explain yourself away with

Some reason not to stay as you

Stroke my hair like a friend would do

You’re impartial, I know

Good with January colds

But you forgot my birthday two years in a row

You’re somewhere in East America

I haven’t paid attention for a while now

Please don’t come to LA

It’s not big enough for

Both of us to stay

And please don’t come to LA

Pack up your bags

You know I’m better than that

I’m not sorry

I know you’re not sorry too

So let’s just erase the memories

I have of you

Of you calling me back

And telling me you love me during Bojack

You’re somewhere in East America

I haven’t paid attention for a while now

Please don’t come to LA

It’s not big enough for

Both of us to stay

And please don’t come to LA

Pack up your bags

You know I’m better than that

And don’t come to my show

I don’t want you anymore (I don’t want you anymore)

And don’t come to my show

Don’t stand in the back

Like the songs I once wrote

To get back at you

Like a child angered by a touch

Of someone they don’t look up to

Anymore

And I’m not sorry

I’m not sorry

I’m not sorry anymore

And I’m not sorry