She left him in the sunshine, her short blonde hair
He's laying in his bed 'cause he definitely cares
And she's gone, she's gone for a long-ass time
The time they spent together was way too fine
But she's walking along, she's walking along the concrete
He feels the beat in his heart, she feels it in her feet


'Cause I can't text ya and I can't call ya
But I can think about you
And I can't kiss ya, and I can't fuck ya
But I can think about you
I can't text ya and I can't touch ya
But I can think about you
And I can't call ya and I can't fuck ya
But I can think about you
I'm walking to the West Gate
Walking to the West Gate
Yeah, I'm walking to the West Gate
Walking to the West Gate
Yeah, I'm walking to the West Gate
Walking to the West Gate
Yeah, I'm walking to the West Gate
Walking to the West Gate

And he feels the breeze in his long brown hair
There's nothing in his heart
and there's nothing in his hands
And the breeze, it feels so good on his hot skin
'Cause the things that they did and the places that they saw
He met your mum and your dad, he never got bored
When he was waiting for you to finish work

'Cause I can't touch ya and I can't call ya
But I can think about you
And I can't kiss ya and I can't fuck ya
But I can think about you
'Cause I'm walking to the West Gate
Walking to the West Gate
Yeah, I'm walking to the West Gate
Walking to the West Gate