I wandered to L.A.
wandered to L.A.?
true story
I wandered to L.A.
hopin' to explore
little did I know
I'd find a little more
Love at my
hotel room door
from the bed
to the hotel room floor
Wandered to L.A.
hopin' to explore
little did I know
I'd find a little more
Love at my
hotel room door
from the bed
to the hotel room floor
Maybe it's the love
Maybe it's the drugs
Maybe it's because
my girlfriend is the plug
Cocaine strums
like guitar chords
she loves drugs
she goes hardcore
She's hidin' from the truth
it's under the rug
maybe it's because
the lies they fill the room
You see the ghost
at her front porch
You see the blood
at her front door
We were doin' Xans
in her Honda Accord
lookin' at the things
that we couldn't afford
fantasies became reality
but only for one of us
I wandered to L.A.
hopin' to explore
little did I know
I'd find a little more
Love at my
hotel room door
from the bed
to the hotel room floor
Pillowtalkin' 'bout our
future and our dreams
speakin' 'bout how life
ain't really as it seems
Reminiscin' 'bout the days
you broke my heart
thankful that
we worked it out
we come so far
Still you gotta give me
space and let me breathe
Still you gotta give me
lovin' that I need
Still we gotta focus
on the little things
never wanna end up
how we used to be
And I don't wanna
hear you say-ay
that you don't want
to be with me
Especially when you need
some company
that's why I need you
comfort me
I wandered to L.A.
hopin' to explore
little did I know
I'd find a little more
Love at my
hotel room door
from the bed
to the hotel room floor
Wandered to L.A.
hopin' to explore
little did I know
I'd find a little more
Love at my
hotel room door
from the bed
to the hotel room floor
Ooh, ooh
I'm the elephant
in the room
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
my nightmares are
startin' to come true