I'll call you when we make it into town, because I don't want you waiting up on me. Road signs and rock songs, and this constant longing to go home when this California desert is all I see. And when we finally make it home, we'll reflect on all the pages that you've turned. And when I finally make it home, we'll reflect on all the pages that I've turned tonight. (I never wanted this to end up this way) I heard you finally hated everything. You were sick and tired of living like love meets you and me. I'm selling all my friends out for this open road. Late night drives and distant skies, will I see you? I don't know. And when we finally make it home, we'll reflect on all the pages that you've turned. I want to hear you scream out loud. Pick it up and count me out. I never wanted this to end up this way. I want to hear you scream out loud. Sing so loud that you drown me out. I never wanted this to end up this way. Would you know that it's better than you'd believe? And I know you were waiting on me to leave. Let's watch the asphalt and leave our hearts on state lines. Yeah, it's k**ing me that it's k**ing you. Girl, I'm coming home. I want to hear you scream out loud. Pick it up and count me out. I never wanted this to end up this way. I want to hear you scream out loud. Sing so loud that you drown me out. I never wanted this to end up this way.