Daisy(What's The Story)

She spends her weekends at the bar behind the dirty small motel

She's ready for winter 'cause she is from The East Coast

She says "It's a mystery to me

Why does it feel like summer all the time in LA?"

She's hating that

But the things we've left behind look just beautiful

And this may be her last year

So she can't stand still

Daisy, what's the story?

She said "Tell me what it feels like to have second chances?

I'm sick and tired of standing up to the days

'Cause some days are just so hard"

She sings in a band about how she has missed her chances

She's spent her last 2 weeks

Just lying on the floor and thinking about how everything has changed but LA traffic stays the same like yesterday

She's hating that

But the sunset makes her feel like she could change something

And this may be her last year so she swears to the sinking sun

Daisy, what's the story?

She said "Tell me what it feels like to have second chances?

I'm sick and tired of standing up to the days

'Cause some days are just so hard"

Stay where you are

Don't waste your breath on your friends who talk shit about you

'Cause they will never know what is inside

Oh Los Angeles in the dusk

The smell of weed on the beach

Here I'm watching the sunset

As I am thinking of you

As I am thinking of you...

Daisy, I heard you've turned 25

You say it'll be the hardest year to live

Daisy, that's the story

Baby tell me what it feels like to second guess yourself?

You said "I've given up on a lot of things so why am I still pretending?"

Daisy, yeah it's a-okay

Daisy, to sleep or drink or dream

Daisy, a day or two away

This is your unread diary I speak of instead for you girl