L.a. Song

She hangs around the boulevard
 She's a local girl with local scars
 She got home late
 She got home late
 She drank so hard the bottle ached
 And she tried
 And she tried
 And she tried
 But nothing's dear in a bar full of flies
 So she takes
 So she takes
 So she takes
 She understands when she gives it away
 She says
 Man I gotta get outta this town
 Man I gotta get outta this pain
 Man I gotta get outta this town
 Outta this town and outta L.A.
 She's gotta gun
 She's gotta gun
 Shes got a gun she calls the lucky one
 She left a note right bye the phone
 Don't leave no message cause this ain't no home
 And she cried
 And she cried
 And she cried
 She cried so long her tears ran dry
 Then she laughed
 Then she laughed
 Then she laughed
 'Cause she knew she was never comin' back
 She said
 Man I'm gonna get outta this town
 Man I'm gonna get outta this pain
 Man I'm gonna get out of this town
 Outta this town and outta L.A.
 It's all she loves
 It's all she hates its all too much for her to take
 she can't be sure just where it ends or where the good life begins
 So she took a train
 So she took a train
 To a little old town without a name
 She met a man he took her in
 Then fed her all the same bullshit again
 'Cause he lied
 'Cause he lied
 'Cause he lied
 He lied like a salesman sellin' flies
 So she screamed
 So she screamed
 So she screamed
 I'ts a different place
 But the same old thang
 It's all I love It's all I hate It's all too much for me to take
 I can't be sure where it beings or if the good life lies within
 So she said
 Man I gotta get out of this town
 Yeah I gotta get back on that train
 Man I gotta get out of this town
 I'm outta my pain
 So I'm goin' back to L.A.