She hangs around the boulevard She's a local girl with local scars She got home late, she got home late She drank so hard the bottle ached And she tried and she tried, she tried and she tried But nothing's clear in a bar full of flies So she takes and she takes, she takes and she takes She understands when she gives it away She says, man I gotta get out of this town Man I gotta get out of this pain Man I gotta get out of this town Out of this town, and out of LA She's got a gun; she's got a gun She got a gun she called the lucky one She left a note, by the phone Don't leave a message cause this ain't no home And she cried and she cried, and she cried and she cried She cried so long her tears ran dry And she laughed and she laughed, she laughed and she laughed Cause she knew she was never comin back She said, man I'm gonna get out of this town Man I'm gonna get out of this pain Man I'm gonna get out of this town Out of this town, and out of LA It's all she loves, Its all she hates It's all to much for her to take She can't be sure, just where it ends Or where the good life begins So she took a train, she took a train To a little old town without a name She met a man, he took her in But fed her all the same bullsh** again 'Cause he lied and he lied, he lied and he lied He lied like a salesman sellin flies So she screamed and she screamed, she screamed and she screamed It's a different place but the same old thing It's all I love, Its all I hate It's all to much for me to take I can't be sure where it begins Or if the good life lies within She says, man I gotta get out of this town Now I gotta get back on that train Man I gotta get out of this town I'm out of my pain, so I'm goin back to L.A Back to L.A Back to L.A I'm goin back to L.A I'm goin back to L.A