Cars are turning over and driving away, I'd like to
think of something to talk
about. I can't come up with a
consolation prize. It's not
that I want to leave, its
that I need to leave. Maybe I
should get my things
tomorrow, maybe I should sing
a little more. Maybe I should
tell you more. I don't know
any more. I don't want you to leave, I need you to leave.
Sometimes when I'm walking, I
can think of my favorite
movie or maybe an author. I
only catch his tongue. So
take me to a movie, sit at my
side. Maybe moving pictures
will be easier to let go.
With the help of moving
pictures it will be easier to let go.

Composição: Kind of Like Spitting