So long It’s a shame that you’re moving to New York I’ll stay right here ‘cause I’m gonna miss the open sky But after the summer I’m leaving here too Can I stay at your place? Has it been a six-year plan? Or have I been just wasting my time Singing how I’m dead and gone? Yeah I know that’s true but still cynical But you don’t know a thing about me So I’ll write it down here Waiting for the last time I’m not taking my time anymore Before long you won’t see me around here This is for the first time It’s straight up I seek forgiveness among the streetlights So long It’s a good day to write you a letter Because I contemplated my life yesterday in my bed And I’ve noticed that this is how I get by I regret it all Have the six years been just wasted? Or have you found my stories in my Songs or my voice? I’m from nowhere So I’ll burn the bridges down Now it’s all the same This is where it all ends I’m sailing on a sunken dream Waiting for the last time I’m not taking my time anymore Before long you won’t see me around here This is for the first time It’s straight up I seek forgiveness among the streetlights New England rain with flakes of snow shed like tears Longing for California dream out west This is how I’m supposed to be I need flexibility I need no sympathy Back to the first place that I once sang about Waiting for the last time I’m not taking my time anymore Before long you won’t see me around here This is for the first time It’s straight up I seek forgiveness among the streetlights I’m still waiting I’m still waiting I’m still waiting for the last time I’m still waiting I’m still waiting I’m still waiting for the last time