Lyrics
You never wanted one of my songs
Go cheapen someone else, don't insult me
There can be only one
They said it wouldn't last
A sober alcoholic farce
They said I was too sensible for Candice
And her too drunk for Alex
And too drunk for me
And I know my music isn't cool enough for you
But I'd like to try the tight pants if you'll let me
Seduced me on a plane
Fed me grapes and valium
And swapped tourism love making in Paris
And it hurt Alex
And it hurt me
I went to Los Angeles
Expecting to find someone else dancing in your boots
Proving me wrong again
Los Angeles
I bled my soul out to a life full of the other girls
Proving me wrong again
We'll spend our lives together
Move to the country
Buy a golden retriever
And start a family
Imaginary children
Us on holiday
Granny's moaning in the car
Whilst mum makes sandwiches
In Los Angeles
Expecting to find someone else dancing in your boots
Proving me wrong again
Los Angeles
I bled my soul out to a life full of the other girls
Proving me wrong again
Los Angeles
Expecting to find someone else dancing in your boots
Proving me wrong again
Los Angeles
I bled my soul out to a life full of the other girls
Proving me wrong