Departures are so hard    You say    Packing up your things    Your necklaces and rings    Your darvidan and morphine       You can't believe the actor    Smacked her    Gave her a black eye    There's something in a western winter    Where it's easier to say    Goodbye, Goodbye       These yellow lights    are turning red (turning red)    You starve your heart    You starve your head    And when its over    You go back to bed       I don't want a job    I don't want to go to school    I don't want a job    I've got more important things to do       You keep in touch with old friends    I keep in touch with you    Your begging me to make    Every little word count    I don't now but I used to    You still do drugs    I still play games    You prefer not knowing I call you names    In flights of fancy    Grandeur and fame    Goodbye goodbye       These yellow lights    are turning red (turning red)    You starve your heart    You starve your head    And when its over    You go back to bed       I don't want a job    I don't want to go to school    I don't want a job    I've got more important things to do       Wake up to the thought of you    It's december, remember    How cold it was in my garage    You sat with your legs crossed    and your heart lost    mine lost in losing you    Street lights like a christmas tree    But the fires aren't burning    Cuz it's 80 degrees    and I'd like to have you alone    In my favorite cologne    With the air on your hair    and we're still getting stoned    It's a shame the games we play    But I like it that way       These yellow lights    are turning red (turning red)    You starve your heart    You starve your head    And when its over    You go back to bed       I don't want a job    I don't want to go to school    I don't want a job    I've got more important things to do       More important things to do    Than you