Motion Picture Soundtrack

White wine and
Sleeping pills,
Help me get back to your arms.

Cheap sex and
Sad films,
Help me get back where I belong.

I think you're crazy, maybe.
I think you're crazy, maybe.

Stop sending letters,
Letters always get burned.

It's not like the movies,
They fed us on little white lies.

I think you're crazy, maybe.
I think you're crazy, maybe.

I will see you in the next life.

Beautiful angel,
Pulled apart at birth.

Limbless and
Helpless,
I can't even recognize you.

I think you're crazy, maybe.
I think you're crazy, maybe.
I think you're crazy, maybe.
I think you're crazy, maybe.
I think you're crazy, maybe.
I think you're crazy, maybe.

I will see you in the next life.