LAX Conor Oberst (Ft. Phoebe Bridgers)

I'll pick you up, just tell me when you land
It's raining in LA and everyone's gone mad
I'd love to take you to the desert but you hate making plans
I'll pick you up, just tell me when you land

Now all my songs, they're sounding out of tune
The ocean's just a trinket, a gift from me to you
I wanna sing your praises cause you been feeling blue
But all my songs are sounding out of tune

You're the drag queen's dress
You're a plastic knife
You're pretty dangerous and so untrue
No, it's all been said a couple million times
But why'd you make me fall in love with you

The last time I dropped you off at LAX
I kissed you on the forehead, I wished you all the best
I realized you never stayed put the last time that you left
The last time I dropped you off at LAX

If you want to come back in the Spring
We could go to the movies, we could do anything
It's all within reason, it's all been in my dreams
If you want to come back in the Spring