Jillette Johnson - Last Bus Out Lyrics
What if I never make it to the bus stopNever get awayWhat if I never take you to the west coastMove back the clockWhat if I stay in these sheetsAnd keep your hands on my kneesWhat if I want, want to stayAnd keep my clothes at your placeWhat if I belong in this battleThis side with this pillowSleeping in your sweaterYour skin and your smileMaybe I don’t in California weatherWhat if I miss the last bus outMy life is waiting for me at a rentalRight on this streetThey tell me this is where it all happensWhere the money isWhat if I hate the machineAnd get chewed up by the dreamWhat if I want, want to stayAnd keep my clothes at your placeWhat If I belong in this battleThis side with this pillowSleeping in your sweaterYour skin and your smileMaybe I don’t in California weatherThis battleThis side with this pillowSleeping in your sweaterYour skin and your smileMaybe I don’t in California weatherWhat if I miss the last bus outAnd we stay right here in this garden of skinAnd bones, comatoseIvy’s crawling up the bedTangling our legsForever till we’re deadBaby I belongIn this battleThis side with this pillowSleeping in your sweaterYour skin and your smileMaybe I don’t in California weatherThis battleThis side with this pillowSleeping in your sweaterYour skin and your smileMaybe I don’t in California weatherWhat if I miss the last busWhat if I miss the last busWhat if I miss the last bus out
