Moving Pictures
Last night I saw a movieand I thought about many movies I've seen at your houseexcuse me if I'm rudebut I'd rather that we just strike from the record ones I'd see again without youleaning on my shoulderdistracting me from the plotline
Where can I go when I want you aroundbut I can't stand to be around you"Go home"I'll walk myself to youI'll walk myself away from here
"Go to hell" is all I thought for seven weeksbut I grew out of that phase looking at these broken photographs of peoplelooking glossed just like the way I still remember a summer ago
Where can I go when I want you aroundbut I can't stand to be around you"Go home"I'll walk myself to youI'll walk myself away from here
"Call me back"I'm pleading with a bottle cork in my headIt wouldn't be the first timemy pillow has been mistaken
Where can I go when I want you aroundbut I can't stand to be around you"Go home"I'll walk myself to youI'll walk myself away from here
Can't stand to be around youAround you, around youCan't stand to be around youI can't stand, can't standTo be around youAround youAround youAround you...