I'm on the guest list down at P aul's Baby Gra nd
That hipster doorman, he don't k now who I am
Bu t my studied aloofness is pro of I belo ng so I pa ss
Some girls are pieced like Krypton b ombs on the wa lls
Some cut the line to cut the l ine in the sta lls
The floor is the border betwe en paradi se and t he fa ll
I'm leaving Los Fe liz
Day after tomo rrow
I'm over the sc enesters
I'm l eaving L os Feliz
Day after tomorrow
I'm leaving Los Feliz
I cruise the room without attr acting a gla nce
My Ksubi jeans are more like a rmor than pa nts
Bu t I don't want to go just yet so I suppo se I s hould da nce
The music wobbles between r apture and dre ad
Like a divine name that can n ever be sa id
An d I shoot a prete nd docume ntary in side m y he ad
I'm leaving Los Fe liz
Day after tomo rrow
I'm over the sc enesters
I'm l eaving L os Feliz
Day after tomorrow
I'm leaving Los Feliz
I'm young enough to know I'm t oo young to quit
I'm old enough to want to g et over it
B♭onD F B♭onD E♭ G# E♭ C# F# C
But the yearning is timeless and mi ne is as de ep as t he pi t
I'm leaving Los Fe liz
Day after tomo rrow
I'm over the sc enesters
I'm l eaving L os Feliz
Day after tomorrow
I'm leaving Los Feliz