Moving Pictures

Last night I saw a movie

and I thought about many movies I've seen at your house

excuse me if I'm rude

but I'd rather that we just strike from the record ones I'd see again without you

leaning on my shoulder

distracting me from the plotline

Where can I go when I want you around

but I can't stand to be around you

"Go home"

I'll walk myself to you

I'll walk myself away from here

"Go to hell" is all I thought for seven weeks

but I grew out of that phase looking at these broken photographs of people

looking glossed just like the way I still remember a summer ago

Where can I go when I want you around

but I can't stand to be around you

"Go home"

I'll walk myself to you

I'll walk myself away from here

"Call me back"

I'm pleading with a bottle cork in my head

It wouldn't be the first time

my pillow has been mistaken

Where can I go when I want you around

but I can't stand to be around you

"Go home"

I'll walk myself to you

I'll walk myself away from here

Can't stand to be around you

Around you, around you

Can't stand to be around you

I can't stand, can't stand

To be around you

Around you

Around you

Around you...