Last Bus Out

What if I never make it to the bus stop

Never get on

What if I never take you to the west coast

Move back the clock

What if I stay in these sheets

And keep your hands on my knees

What if I want want to stay

And keep my clothes at your place

What if I belong in this battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don’t in California weather

What if I miss the last bus out

My life is waiting for me at a rental

Right on this street

They tell me this is where it all happens

Where the money is

What if I hate the machine

And get chewed up by the dream

What if I want want to stay

And keep my clothes at your place

What If I belong in this battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don’t in California weather

This battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don’t in California weather

What if I miss the last bus out

And we stay right here in this garden of skin

And bones…comatose

Ivy’s crawling up the bed

Tangling our legs

Forever till we’re dead

Baby I belong

In this battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don’t in California weather

This battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don’t in California weather

What if I miss the last bus

What if I miss the last bus

What if I miss the last bus out