I MISS YOU

And I miss you,
I'm goin back home to the West Coast.
I wish you
would put yourself in my
suitcase.
I love you,
Standing all alone in a black coat.

I MISS YOU I'M GOING BACK HOME TO THE WEST COAST

I MISS YOU I'M GOING BACK HOME TO THE WEST COAST

...And if you shake her heart enough she will appear

Tonight i think i'll be stayin here

And you never did like this town

I talk out loud like you're still around

Neuilly

I can't believe I'm alive I need to feel it from every part.

MONDAY

I DON'T KNOW YOU BUT I THINK YOU'RE IN TROUBLE
PLEASE LET ME OUT CAUSE I CAN'T LIKE YOU
PLEASE LET ME OUT CAUSE I DON'T EVEN NEED YOU TO LIKE ME

C'est même plus une place c'est un parking qu'il y a pour toi.

Hier je souriais en voyant la Seine, puis je me suis souvenue qu'en fait j'étais triste.

Bien sur il y a cette petite fille, mais tu sais, elle a cet air à la fois hautain et espiègle en même temps.

It's never ever gonna be ok

It's never ever gonna be ok.
So leave me now before I make you cry.

I thought I could handle it but ever since I told you it could possibly not work I feel like as I can I have to ruin it.

It's not your fault you've been perfect and patient and cute and even sexual enough.
This is just, you know, I'm stuck.

All I need is loneliness. Emptyness. And solitude.

I hate what you mean to me and I hate what I mean to you.
I hate thinking about how I have to behave not to hurt you.
I hate thinking about other people.
I hate you being nice and I hate conssidering that one day you might stop to be.


But right now there is this crap song on the radio which reminds me how strongly I believed in you and I guess someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide.