Текст: Loeb Lisa. Jake.

I'm going as far as I can go, away from here
Away from you, Jake, and the hole you've sunk me into.
I wish that I could belong here, with you
but that's not all that I'm about.
Your life is built on accidents, like meeting me.
You write everything down in your grocery list - people do this.
Even insects buzz like airplans, why can't we fly away?
I'm going as far as I can go.
Your dad died, cause his heart hurt, arking away his forty-five years
dragging your mom along.
I don't want that, netiher do you. Neither do you.

If I am not fun, and I am not interesting
perhaps I am not interested in you, neither are you
You can't stand in front of an over, cause it's arm
and the fumes are dangerous.
I'm going as far as I can go
away from here, away from you, Jake, and the hole you've sunk me into.
I wish that I could belong here, with you, and just be,
but that's not all that I'm about to do.