I wish that I could hold my tongue

Cause even when I'm right I'm wrong

I wish that I could pull these scabs

And bleed you out

And there's no one,

no one

like you



My coffees got a bitter taste

I wish that I was in that place

New York City

so far from Santa Barbara

Barbara

And there's no one,

no one



like you



Oh oh

Oh oh

Oh oh

Ohh

Oh oh

Oh oh



Oh oh

Ohh



The summer days are so long

It's hard to hide in the light

So afraid

of what you'll see

On the other side of the light (the light)



and there's no one,

no one

like you



I guess I used to love this place

(you see all this talk about finding yourself)

Feeling that I know it's fate

(You lost yourself)

why is New York City

(God says)

so far

so far from Santa Barbara

(You could travel to the end of the earth)

Barbara



(But you can always come back home)

And there's no one,

no one

like you



Oh oh

Oh oh

Oh oh

Ohh

Oh oh

Oh oh

Oh oh

Ohh