Grown Up Game

West coast on the weekend Guess most of us pretend Spend those lazy nights alone Lay low when we begin Tip toe when we're leaving Let go when we're almost home Remember last time you won't see me I'm not leaving I'm just hanging out With someone else With someone better than my sorry self Drinks instead of sleeping Breathe out like we breathe in Read the writing on the wall Pour one out for best friends Laugh off all the dead ends Remember when we wrote it all Remember last time you won't see me I'm not leaving I'm just hanging out With someone else With someone better than my sorry self So let me tell you 'bout your old boy Stuck between the coasts boy Doesn't sound like most noise Doesn't dress like most boys Plays without an E string Says that it's a breeze When he gets lonely he Would never let you know You can leave it to me You can leave it to me Leave it to me Leave it to me You can leave it to me You can leave it to me Leave it to me Leave it to me You can leave it to me Might be going sun-blind Hanging out to sun dry Painting all my colors white Ain't no good with secrets Red shirt underneath it When it runs you're in for a surprise Drift off on the floor plan Twist off drink in one hand Criss cross back against the wall Let go now he's home sick No way home but oh shit Home was never new before You can leave it to me You can leave it to me Leave it to me Leave it to me You can leave it to me You can leave it to me Leave it to me Leave it to me You can leave it to me