[Verse 1]

You left home for old L.A
Dyed your hair black
And you changed your name
There's a ghost of you in chains
From Halloween last year
In a pinewood picture frame

We sure do miss you an awful lot
I tried to write to you sooner
But I forgot
Have you found yourself out there
Do you ever miss us
Or your old hair

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[Verse 2]
On the phone your voice it ached
Even when you laugh
It sounded fake
Oh the coast it gives and takes
Has it got you yet
Are you okay?

I sure have written an awful lot
My letters get so long
I'll try to stop
I guess sometimes life ain't fair
Just do your best love
You'll make it there