Jillette Johnson — Last Bus Out lyrics

What if I never make it to the bus stop
Never get away
What if I never take you to the west coast
Move back the clock

What if I stay in these sheets
And keep your hands on my knees
What if I want, want to stay
And keep my clothes at your place

What if I belong in this battle
This side with this pillow
Sleeping in your sweater
Your skin and your smile
Maybe I don’t in California weather
What if I miss the last bus out

My life is waiting for me at a rental
Right on this street
They tell me this is where it all happens
Where the money is

What if I hate the machine
And get chewed up by the dream
What if I want, want to stay
And keep my clothes at your place

What If I belong in this battle
This side with this pillow
Sleeping in your sweater
Your skin and your smile
Maybe I don’t in California weather
This battle
This side with this pillow
Sleeping in your sweater
Your skin and your smile
Maybe I don’t in California weather
What if I miss the last bus out

And we stay right here in this garden of skin
And bones, comatose
Ivy’s crawling up the bed
Tangling our legs
Forever till we’re dead
Baby I belong

In this battle
This side with this pillow
Sleeping in your sweater
Your skin and your smile
Maybe I don’t in California weather
This battle
This side with this pillow
Sleeping in your sweater
Your skin and your smile
Maybe I don’t in California weather
What if I miss the last bus
What if I miss the last bus
What if I miss the last bus out
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Songwriters: JILLETTE JOHNSON
Last Bus Out lyrics © WIND-UP PUBLISHING