Aurora Lindquist - Crossing State Lines Lyrics

You learn three chords
You hope it all rhymes
You write back home and wait for your time
When it gets cold
You're still warm inside
Nobody's calling your phone
Nobody's hitting your line
You hear them say
The good die young
But you're still staying up late
You're still out having fun
Hope you can see L.A
In the morning sun
And hear them screaming your name
When you pop off like a gun
The morning light dies fast
Just hope you don't crash
And keep on crossing state lines
Just hoping something lasts
Hope this is not like the last
Happiness is the forecast
And there's nowhere to go
But I'm not coming home
Just my guitar and I
It's all I need to get by
There's buzzing on my frets
And something on my chest
It helps me through the night
I know I'll be, I'll be alright