it was all i had left
was to follow the sunset
turn my head towards points west
find some peace and some rest
left a note by the door
so many runaways before
said "come back about a week or so"
that was 5 years ago.

let it go i beg you.
i just can't replace you.
oh, to find a place where you won't hurt no more.

she came from the west coast,
more screwed up than most.
china white was sweeter,
black tar is cheaper.
well it's almost morning,
are you sleeping darling
with your back to the sunset?
trying to outrun regret.

you're all i have left.