Look back when you used to say
One day we'll get away
A white bag and blue corvette
Drive down the PCH
99 on the 101
La Jolla sky at dawn
Run fast from devil's past
She's fine don't need no man
You see her in the distance
Becoming nonexistent
The path of least resistance
She's on her own
Don't need no one
So far from home
She's all alone
She don't mind at all
I remember when she used to pray
Some day to get away
Alone and find herself
Can't reach her anywhere
Bad blood from out of town
New money been around
Pacific Northwest gal
Dreams of Cafe Royale
You see her in the distance
Becoming nonexistent
The path of least resistance
She's on her own
Don't need no one
So far from home
She's all alone
She don't mind at all