Driving fast in the lane of the cold remains of LA
winter comes, winter goes
But it all just stays the same

Don't be getting lonely, I won't be there to hold me
In fact, I won't be there at all

Don't you say that you want me back, baby
What I'm bout to do ain't that bad, baby
Compared to the knife that's in my back
Because of you, babe
Because of you, babe
Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da

In the back barber's chair
Better cut my hair again
To my friends, my sweet friends
Um, well you better find a new fucking friend, I'm gone

It's no celebration, it's just a big occasion
From the man who loved you at all

Don't you say that you want me back, baby
What I'm bout to do ain't that bad, baby
Compared to the knife that's in my back
Because of you, babe
Because of you, babe
Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
Because of you, babe
Because of you, babe
Because of you, babe
Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
Because of you, babe