I wandered to LA

Wandered to LA

(True story)

I wandered to LA

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

I wandered to LA

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 hiding from the truth

It's under the rug

Maybe it's because the lies they feel are wrong

You see the ghost on the front porch

You see the blood at her front door

We were doing Xans in her Honda Accord

Looking at the things that we couldn't afford

Fantasies became reality

But only for one of us

I wandered to LA

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

Pillow talking 'bout our future and our dreams

Speaking about how life ain't really as it seems

Reminiscing about the days you broke my heart

Thankful that we worked it out, we come so far

Say you gotta give me space and let me breathe

Say you gotta give me lovin' that I need

Still we gotta focus on the little things

If I want to end up how we used to be

And I don't want to hear you say-ay

That you don't want to be with me

Especially when I need some company

That's why I need you to come for me

I wandered to LA

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 LA

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

(I'm the elephant in the room

My nightmares are starting to come true)