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I left you in La Jolla

Feeling down

I had this sinking feeling

And you drug me deeper still

I couldn't cry away my sadness

Couldn't fight away my anger...

I feel like a child for running away

I feel like a saint for leaving you unscathed

Maybe that waitress (that couldn't wait)

Saved you from the captive hell

We made together

But we called it making love