This song is way more dramatic (and only slightly shorter) than the relationship that inspired it. Chords: C/G -- F for the verses, C/B -- F -- G on the chorus.

I’m all out of tickets I’ve no second chances
I had too much wine and too many slow dances
You’re the picture of youth and I’m no spring chicken
But here we are kissing the plot it does thicken

Two Midwesterners in the big city
We’re both of us living the dream what a pity
That we can’t just run away to Lisbon or Paris
Would traveling overseas thrill us or scare us

Why does my mind gallop twelve steps ahead of me
Like is there another man you want instead of me
I’m playing at envy to fill up the space
And distract from the things I don’t want to face

Come close to me
Not too close
I’m leaving here
Tomorrow

Your beauty it frightens me and also excites me
I want to fall into you do lots of drugs with you
Walk around Chinatown and act like it’s China
Forget about everything but your green eyes and I’m

Not to be trusted in these grave matters
In love I am mad as the maddest of hatters
No this isn’t love but it surely is something
A nightmare in waiting or maybe a fun thing

Come close to me
Not too close
I’m leaving here
Tomorrow

California is calling me I have to answer
I told her I’d be back in mid-September
I don’t have any pets no son no daughter
But I have a garden my flowers need water

I can’t bear the winters my blood is too thin for them
Living out west has made me a weaker man
But also a healthy one I’m still an optimist
I’m a songwriter and sometimes a solipsist

I worry I’m too used to living alone
And when I am sad I don’t pick up the phone
I lick my wounds quiet like the lion I am
If you’ve a better suggestion I don’t give a damn

Just let me be and let me see you
Those times when you most would like to be you
And I’ll do the same, masks firmly affixed
We’ll cut out everything between and betwixt

Come close to me
Not too close
I’m leaving here
Tomorrow

I’m not a prophet I’ve no crystal ball
Late summer is written but there’s always the fall
When you come out west a few leaves will be falling
We’ll hit the beach and drive up Mulholland

Who the hell are you and how did we get here
So quickly so rashly I daresay it’s like we're
Two rocket ships headed straight for the moon
It can’t be healthy to be flying this soon

Will Ally regret ever introducing us or
Will she want credit for exec producing us
What kind of a movie will this one be
Wait do I have a problem with reality

I’m saying too much I hope you don’t hate me
But if I were you would I want to date me
I can’t answer that I’ve no perspective
I’m half self-aware and far from objective

Come close to me
Not too close
I’m leaving here
Tomorrow

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