Valencia Street

I went to your city, the one I used to call mine
Didn’t tell anybody but I walked past the old stop sign
And the antique shop, and the bookstore, the mural in the square
The empty room with the cold floor, the memories laid bare

I’m breaking up with this unordinary breakup
It’s not the usual kind (oh, oh, oh)
I call you, then you call me back, and then I hangup
I must be out of my mind (oh, oh, oh) oh

We’re never gonna feel good about it
No, we’re never gonna feel right
The sweetest surrender is saying goodbye
And the very best kisses are the last of their kind

So I flew back to Burbank and drove to the beach
Light the memories, they burn blank, put you out of my reach
On every single shoreline, there’s a wandering dog
So I threw my hair in the ocean and got a little lost

I’m breaking up with this unordinary breakup
It’s not the usual kind (oh, oh, oh)
I call you, then you call me back, and then I hangup
I must be out of my mind (oh, oh, oh) oh

We’re never gonna feel good about it
No, we’re never gonna feel right
The sweetest surrender is saying goodbye
And the very best kisses are the last of their kind