The first single from Lana Del Rey’s forthcoming album Chemtrails Over the Country Club does not foretell a new direction. The melody will be familiar to anyone who knows just her biggest hits; the production feels like an extended coda to one of the ballads from last year’s Norman Fucking Rockwell!. Once again, Jack Antonoff accompanies her with moody piano and muted guitar licks as she layers her voice into a small girl group of affirming whispers. In each verse, Lana considers leaving Los Angeles, offering an invitation: “I guess I could manage if you stay,” she concedes. “It’s just if you do, I can’t see myself having any fun.”

A few subtly complicated things happen as she builds to a chorus—her background vocals disassemble into a kind of round, shuffling the words “woman” and “baby,” “want” and “need”—but, like most Lana songs, the bridge is where she gets to the heart of the matter. It’s the closest thing the song has to a climax: “We could get lost in the purple rain,” she sings in a falsetto. “Talk about the good old days.” Coming from her, it sounds more like a retreat than a genuine escape: an old song, a simple idea. Sometimes that’s all you need.