Crista's got a sixty
And I've got all the works you need
Say's she's gonna lift me
Pulling pins from the back seat
We're leaving the white house
Going to the wishing well
But outside it's getting cold
Man
Outside it's getting cold as hell
Well I don't want to stay here
Here beneath the dim light's scream
I'm looking past the curtains
And I think this might be what I need
The bathroom is ready
I feel as if they're closing in
And so I keep on missing
Man
I keep on missing them

Wake up andy
I am leaving
Wake up andy
I've got time on my hands