When we broke down  In that small mining town  I was ready for quitting  My guard was down  It was summer all day  In your dad's chevrolet  And so we decided to stay    And we want spectacular views  If we're to stay for the weekend  And you swear  There'll be no bad news  If we stay, if we stay without looking back    We'll take a small private room   With a window please  If it opens that's fine  To let in the breeze  We've been waiting all year   For someone to just say  Everyone fucks up it's going to be ok    And the prop planes   They fly overhead  You can hear them returning  And maybe it's all in my head   But i'll save my complaints for tomorrow    And when you got sick i was sad for some days  But i'm feeling much better  I just sleep it away  Now it's just like   We never was   Some things go bad just because    And the freeways   They go coast to coast   They've taken away all my good friends  And i don't care if you're broke  You can't stay here tomorrow    And the dreams have come back again   But this time i'm not just watching them  Its me as pilot instead   And i land the plane all by myself  No you can't stay here tomorrow