make a call on the way. she's in the phone booth now
i'm looking in. there comes a smile on her face. there's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday. there's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday
yeah. i'm too much with myself
i wanna be someone else. i'm too much with myself
i wanna be someone else. i'm too much with myself
i wanna be someone else. so we take off out fiona's door
walk until it's light outside
like before when we were on the phone. we have to laugh to look at each other. we have to laugh 'cause we're not alone. as the cars fly up king street