Clouds in the sky, snow on the ground
Everything is bringing me down
Gotta pretend it's where I want to be
Don't you know it's not about me

And there's no movin' ahead
Cause there's a little piece of me
That's dyin' or dead

I gotta get back to L.A.
So I can fall in love with myself again
I gotta get back to L.A.
So I can fall in love with myself again

I'm the kind of girl to go by the book
But I've been waiting to be let off the hook
Head over heals is not my style
But if I don't tumble soon then I'll be waiting awhile

And there's no movin' ahead
Cause there's a little piece of me
That's dyin' or dead

I gotta get back to L.A.
So I can fall in love with myself again
I gotta get back to L.A.
So I can fall in love with myself again

Everyone is perfect
So no one can be perfect
But that's a small price to pay
And you can look in the mirror all day

Made it through another day
Man I need to get away
Drive a fast car
Talk on the phone
Then I'll be ready to head on home