Driving by your house
Just to see those flashing lights
It's comforting to know that someone
Tries to keep the spirit alive
One day you'll invite me in
One day I will step inside
One day I will be your friend
Instead of a passerby
How long 'til we reach The Heights
Not much gas left in the car
You waste it all riding past
Empty beaches and sad bars
Did you see the Geminids
Did you have fun on New Year's
Did you ever make it out to the golf course
With your tributary spliff and beers
It's too bad the plug was pulled
They'll say it was before your time
That's just how the story goes
Every legend has to die
And f*ck what other people say
Don't try to make them understand
You never used to need a seal of approval
Just someone to hold your hand
Why you have to share it all
Can't we let the moment last
You transmit your whole damn life
Like it's a radio broadcast
So glad the plug was pulled
I'm so glad you never write
At least I know it's mutual
These sad affairs they tend to die