you know i try to warn you
you know i try to change
from here to california
you're waiting for a plane...
to come maybe take you away
to things that you wanted but couldn't explain
turn out the tv, turn out the lights
let me go tonight

you're in my headphones
down my backbone
every time i am alone
wait - don't let it bring you down
you're in my bedroom
in the month of june
on a sunday afternoon
wait - don't let it get you down
goodbye to katherine browne

it's the classic situation
she swears you never change
it's like a pay phone education
i think i heard you fade...
away baby don't look back
to things that you wanted, the things that i lack
turn out the t.v., turn out the lights let me go tonight