Time Zones Songtext
So long, my dear
You were the catalyst to living sincere
Life sucks when you know
Most of the time I'll end up crying alone

So call a doctor, call a lawyer
I'm doing awesome, just waiting for ya

Now I'm crashing my car, an emotional wreck
Know you're probably gone, so I'll try to forget you anyway
Let's go to hell on go on the highway
Cry through your dress in the driveway
Can't stand the sight of the front door
You'll fall asleep on the ride home
I'm losing track of your time zone
Don't know what else I would ask for
Yeah

Now I'm crashing my car, an emotional wreck
Know you're probably gone, so I'll try to forget you anyway
Let's go to hell on go on the highway
Cry through your dress in the driveway
You'll fall asleep on the ride home
I'm losing track of your time zone
L.A. to Jersey or Germany?
All feels the same if you ask me
Still hanging on to the feeling I wanna say
I wanna say

I'll wait until you come home
Say the flight sucks, then I'll tell you I know
Always, you knew we'd work out
Fuck a hotel, you can stay at my house
I know you fear the unknown
How would it feel if we had our own home?
That's where we'd spend all our time
Now I'm
Now I'm
Now I'm—