Things won't ever be the same
Not after they change
Won't ever be right (be right)
I'm not feeling no ways
I'm doing okay alone at night

Hand on my pillow instead of your chest
Oh, oh
Easier to let go when you know the rest of it

They had to flee to LA to get away
Getaway car go
Precious baby boy who's way too young
They had to flee to LA to get away
Getaway car go
Precious baby boy who's way too young

But life is hard when you're moving on
On (getaway car go)
On (getaway)
On (getaway car go)