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I swear you don't look the sameYou roll your eyes and glare outsideThere is that shitty attitude I don't recognizeSuffocating meA dense canopy of treesWe spent September in Topanga As you plotted how to leave meHad a nightcap at AbuelitasAs coyotes cried for their preyIt sickens me how fully I relateWhat happened to our youthHowling up at the moon?We spent September in Topanga Getting bitter, and battered, and usedAnd I'm not a child anymore, But I sure can act like oneIs it the solitude that drives you madOr is it the tantrums? The tantrumsDelirium tantrumsDelirium tantrumsThe bartender chided,Letras de cancionesSaid I look like Charlie MansonI shook you in the dead of nightTrying to reignite that sparkYou said your head was drowning in Pinot noirWe used to drink and reminisceNow we drink to forgetAnd the way you look at another manIt's like you're looking for the exitWe woke up sick as street dogsTrying to shake off last night's dirtI cussed you out for siding with the bartenderYou ran out to the trees Screaming for coyotes to do you inWe spent September in TopangaAnd we're never going back againWe spent September in TopangaAnd we're never going back againWe spent September in TopangaWe ain't ever going back there From Letras Mania