Lyrics to Last Bus Out

What if I never make it to the bus stop

Never get away

What if I never take you to the west coast

Move back the clock

What if I stay in these sheets

And keep your hands on my knees

What if I want, want to stay

And keep my clothes at your place

What if I belong in this battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don't in California weather

What if I miss the last bus out

My life is waiting for me at a rental

Right on this street

They tell me this is where it all happens

Where the money is

What if I hate the machine

And get chewed up by the dream

What if I want, want to stay

And keep my clothes at your place

What If I belong in this battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don't in California weather

This battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don't in California weather

What if I miss the last bus out

And we stay right here in this garden of skin

And bones, comatose

Ivy's crawling up the bed

Tangling our legs

Forever till we're dead

Baby I belong

In this battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don't in California weather

This battle

This side with this pillow

Sleeping in your sweater

Your skin and your smile

Maybe I don't in California weather

What if I miss the last bus

What if I miss the last bus

What if I miss the last bus out