detox, detox, where are you?
you coulda saved me from a disaster
with all these cell phone numbers
it's gonna be weeks cleaning off my dresser
I love it, I hate it, I can't live without it
I love it, I hate it, baby
the first time's the worst time,
then you become so uncomfortably numb
that you can't hide the fake smile,
stare into space with a look on your face
that says: gotta get outta Los Angeles
so blind I can't see,
gotta get outta Los Angeles,
gotta get Los Angeles outta me
sober, sober, send yourself over
I did it again last night
I wasted a good conversation
bout music and god
on an outta work coked up A&R guy
I love it, I hate it, I can't live without it
I love it, I hate it, baby
first time's the worst time
then you become so uncomfortably numb
that you can't hide the fake smile,
stare into space with a look on your face
that says: gotta get outta Los Angeles
so blind I can't see
gotta get outta Los Angeles
gotta get Los Angeles outta me
