I wish Tracy Chapman
was my friend
She would know
exactly what to say
Beginnings always hide
themselves in ends
At some point,
I will be okay
I got high when I met you
I got high to forget you
I feel pain, I don't want to
But I have to, yeah,
I have to
If I want to move on,
move on, move on,
move on
If I want to move on,
move on, move on,
move on
If I want to move on,
move on, move on,
move on
If I want to move on,
move on, move on,
move on
Went to see some
shaman in Malay
To hear some things
I wanted to hear
Everyone just
wants to feel good
Everyone just wants
to disappear
Call up girls that
live in my hometown
To help fill up
the minutes
Lit a match and saged
my house down
It didn't make a
difference
So I got high when I met
you, I got high to forget
you, I feel pain, I don't
want to, but I have to,
yeah, I have to
If I want to move on,
move on, move on,
move on
If I want to move on,
move on, move on,
move on
If I want to move on,
move on, move on,
move on
I know I got to move on,
move on, move on,
move on