[Verse 1]
A new game scrapping my life
It was you out back with a butter knife
Who took my parts, buried 'em with the dog
Not great, but what did I think
That a bouncy castle Catholic could give to me
But a little wine and God?
[Pre-Chorus]
So I'm working on a wreckage
With nothing there to salvage
Oh, I'm just taking photos
For my book about the damage and
Some have called me cheap
But it's not that f*cking deep
Like, what's left for me but poetry
And getting really old?
[Chorus]
I'm heading to California
Don't say I didn't warn you
I'm milking what I can from this grief
I'm heading to California
Don't say I didn't warn you
I'm writing for the peace you wouldn't leave
[Verse 2]
A cold call to get me out
Of your big boys' starving artist's house
But you drove me there and opened up the doors
Now I trade in English, dear
My nanny's nanny's nanny's fears
Are living here along with all of yours, oh, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Whinging like a woman is
Hedging on what's coming
'Cause everybody likes me
When my pain is in a sonnet
And you can call me cheap
But you did this shit to me
Made me brilliant, you f*cked me up
And I'm reaping what you've sown
[Chorus]
I'm heading to California
Don't say I didn't warn you
I'm milking what I can from this grief
I'm heading to California
Don't say I didn't warn you
I'm writing for the peace you wouldn't leave
[Post-Chorus]
I'm heading to California
Don't say I didn't warn you
I'm finishing the hat like we agreed
I'm heading to California
I wonder, is it torture
Harvesting all this misery?
[Outro]
California, oh-woah
California, oh-woah
California, oh-woah (I'm writing up a book about us)
California, oh-woah (They're gonna make a movie of it)
California, oh-woah (They're gonna cast Jake Gyllenhaal)
California, oh-woah (And I'm Kristen Schaal)
California, oh-woah (They're gonna do it with a Coen brother)
California, oh-woah (Set it in Wicklow with your mother)
California, oh-woah (Oh no, it won a Razzie)
California, oh-woah (It's all for nothing, should've just tried being happy)