Sometimes I wonder where our lives go
They question who we used to be
Sometimes I feel like I’m the oxygen between
The cigarette and gasoline
I can’t sleep because what if I dream
Of going back to San Diego
We bought a one-way ticket
So we can go see The Cure
And listen to our favorite songs in the parking lot
And think of every person I ever lost
In San Diego
Can’t go back to San Diego
Abandoned houses with the lights on
Late at night I call your name
Abandoned love songs
Smashed across the hardwood floors
I read the sadness on your face
I never needed to hear
All of the pain and the fear
Your secrets filled up my ears like the ocean blue
I never wanted to know
How deep these cuts on you go
And like a river they flow to the ocean blue