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Could we make it out of this, if we get too broken?

I can hear you crying, just know that hurts me leaving

I got no words to say it, but I wish this was different

I'm gonna miss you the most, we won't be close in the morning

'Cause I'll be in Los Angeles

Where the air is warm and I can breathe

Los Angeles

Los Angeles

Los Angeles

I can find myself and let you be

I know it's hard to say it but girl, you're gonna thank me for leaving us behind

When I'm in Los Angeles

Los Angeles

You can't be nice to me

Los Angeles

Feet off the ground

I think it's all over now

Stuck in your ways, no, I couldn't persuade you

And I never will

You don't listen, knew you wouldn't, try until you had me

stuck in the middle of the street

Hear your voice on the breeze, going crazy (Ah)

I thought your bad intentions would leave, but you're leaving me, saying it's for my sake

Again and again

Los Angeles

Where the air is warm and I can breathe

Los Angeles

Los Angeles

Los Angeles

I can find myself and let you be

I know it's hard to say it but girl, you're gonna thank me for leaving us behind

When I'm in Los Angeles

Los Angeles

You can't be nice to me