We had a plan, move out of this town baby
Quest to the sand, it's all we talked about lately
I'll pack the car, bring your guitar, our faces glowing
First thing at dawn, you cue the songs and we get going
But you went home, waited on the porch for you
Sat there alone, all throughout the morning
Till I got a hunch down in my gut and snuck around the back
Empty cans, that wasn't planned, your stuff was never packed
Did your boot stop working, did your truck break down
Did you bust through money, did your ex find out
Well there's a will, then there's a way, and I'm real sure you lost it
Didn't even say goodbye, just wish I knew what caused it
Why the words?
Not flowing, were you in a fight?
Did the nerves come get you, what's your alibi?
I made my way back to L.A. and that's where you'll be forgotten
In 40 years you'll still be here, all washed up in Austin
And I miss you like it's been a long, long time
That biggest bluff, you had me believing
How many months, did you plan on leaving?
What happened? Bad habits, you go back, like magic
I love you, how tragic
Did your boot stop working, did your truck break down
Did you bust through money, did your ex find out
Well there's a will, then there's a way, and I'm real sure you lost it
I'm not sure you lost it
Didn't even say goodbye
Just wish I knew what caused it
Were the words not floored?
Were you in a fight?
Did the nerves come get you?
What's your alibi?
I've made my way back to L.A.
And that's where you'll be forgotten
In 40 years you'll still be here
All washed up in Austin
In 40 years you'll still be here