King of California

That hot Sunday in Texas

Where I ate my tears for breakfast and drove out

Your silence really said it as I took that final exit out of town

Every once in a while, through those Northern pines

See the light that I turned off come on again

'Cause I've been born in the orange

With the king of California, but no

Not even the sun compares to you

I've been drowned in the sound of

The Carolina mountains, but no

Not even the rain hits like you do

So what's the use?

Can't change it now

But the should've, would've, could've gets so loud

So what's the use?

I've kissed around

Oh, I've tried and I've tried, but the flame just won't go out

It won't go out

Left my heart there on the concrete

There with all your dirty laundry, and where were you?

Where were you?

I never did recover, I just painted all those days in shades of blue

And where were you?

Every once in a while, through those Northern pines

See the light that I turned off come on again

'Cause I've been born in the orange

With the king of California, but no

Not even the sun compares to you

I've been drowned in the sound of

The Carolina mountains, but no

Not even the rain hits like you do

So where do I

Do I go now?

Will I hate myself for not tracking you down?

Oh, we're not kids

We're all grown now

Sure the closest thing to Heaven that I found

So don't you let this flame burn out

Well, I think I might've lost it

'Cause I just touched down in Austin on a one way, mmm

And I bet that you're out drinking in the bar you used to live in

Let's see if this thing's burning, first round's on me