LAX (ballad version)

I'll pick you up, just tell me when you land

It's raining in L.A. and everyone's gone mad

I'd love to take you to the desert but you hate making plans

I'll pick you up, just tell me when you land

All my songs are sounding out of tune

The ocean's just a trinket, it's a gift from me to you

I want to sing your praises 'cause you've been feeling blue

But all my songs are sounding out of tune

You're a drag queen's dress, you're a plastic knife

You're pretty dangerous and so untrue

It's all been said, a couple million dead

But why'd you make me fall in love with you?

So when I drop you off at LAX

I'll kiss you on the forehead, I'll wish you all the best

I learned you never stay put the last time that you left

The last time I dropped you off at LAX

But if you want to come back in the spring

We could go to the movies, we could do anything

It's all within reason, it's all been in my dreams

If you want to come back in the spring

You're a toy I like, you're a traffic light

You're the thing that stops or goes for when I move

But I will never know if it's wrong or right

Why'd you make me fall in love with you?

I will never know if it's wrong or right

Why'd you make me fall in love with you?