When You Come to LA

I'd like to get on a plane

At the end of summer

Won't have to deal with any pain

If I'm saying goodbye first

You get to watch as I leave

Now you have the power

Whoever you were thinking as me

You can keep as a reminder

I'm not a trust fund baby

Can't afford to live in New York City

Betting it'll fix the scarcity in my life

I'm sure if you came home this week

Instead of getting ready to move away

I'd turn into the person you only see

When you come to LA

I never got on a train to go to Connecticut

I always lie to my friends when I say

I'll visit them at college

My occupation's a reason to hide my true feelings

That I'm trapped in my body

And everyone who loves me is a part of the problem

Bet you think I'm a leech because

I live with my parents

I'm using my transition as my excuse

Oh I'm taking the T shot, and getting my tits chopped

Don't know how I should start to explain

I'll look like a different person

When you come to LA

I keep looking for you in every car I pass on sunset

There's nothing to do

Locked in the Thursday afternoon traffic

I can't stop listening to

I don't wanna get over you

But it wasn't meant to be

More than a fall-asleep fantasy

Well I'm sure if I made time to grieve

I could still picture your face

But I'm certain I'm the last person you'll wanna see

When you come to LA