Tom :E Verse: E B C Boxed up, all of her favorite things. E B C Sold the rest at a rainy yard sale. E B C Big plans and leaving friends E B C and a westbound sign. Chorus: D A B A D Weighed out, her choices on a scale. D A B A Prevailing, nothing made sense D A B A D Just transportation and a blank decision... D A B A She's taking off. Verse: E B C She's burnig daylight and petrol E B C Heading westward on, strung out E B C On confusion road. E B C And ten minute nervous breakdowns E B C Xanex a beer for thought, E B C and she determined...she's taking off. Chorus: D A B A D Is it salvation, or an escape from discontent? D A B A D Will she find her name in the California cement? D A B A D Punched out of the grind that punched her D A B A D one too many times. D A B A D Is tragedy 2000 miles away?...She's taking off...