I shake the dust from this small town
I turn and follow the western
wind down
I go and pack up my shiny things
and go, yeah just go

I'll find a new life in old l.a.
yeah, stupid happy with everything
I pulled myself down so easily
I know, I know, I know

I met electra when living down
saw her spinning around and around
I never knew much about her past
I knew enough that I didn't ask

living isn't a simple thing
I know
no one ever said it's supposed to be
I know

july she lied...

living isn't a simple thing for me
I know ways to make it easier