Lyrics:

Guess what, I'm done writing you songs
You give up your job at the bank
Proving money's not fun when you're gone
So this is the first verse
It's not very long
But I'm ready to move on

Guess what, I'm done writing your book
The ending got twisted around
But for all of a hell that it took
The electrical wires
Well hung on the walls
In the room that I rent now

Without you I've got friends who (la la la lie)
Will help me pull through (la la la la la la lie)
The spaceman that can't get high
I'm coming back to my girl by July
Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's right.

So, guess what, I'm done drawing you pictures
I'm dulling the day with a drink
In the parking garage by the theater
We met for a movie
Every scene was a sign
We made out through their meaning

Well I've got friends who (la la la lie)
Will help me pull through (la la la la la la lie)
The spaceman that can't get high
I'm coming back to my girl by July
Yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah!

Guess what? I'm done writing you songs
I'm far too unstable to settle
I doubt that the doctors are wrong
So wait by a palm tree, a palm tree, a palm tree

Well I've got friends who (la la la lie)
Should help me pull through (la la la la la la lie)
The spaceman that can't get high
I'm coming back to my girl by July
Well I've got friends who (la la la lie)
Should help me to pull trough (la la la la la la la lie)

The song for a long goodbye
I'm coming back , back to my girl
La la lie, back to my girl
The song for a long goodbye
I'm coming back to my girl by July