Calling out for someone to take this all away
Calling out for anyone to make it go away
Try to kill the picture the flowers in her hair
Or taking shots of anything
so I don't have to care
Staring at a paper cup
The emptiness inside
She's going high someday
She's going high someday
Living with a photograph
is really not the same
I've kept it in the suitcase
where noone ever came
Watching other insects
as they feel around my walls
They say that taking anything
don't change a thing at all
Stare again - the photograph
The plastic is her mind
She's going high someday
She's going high someday
Crawls up the walls
yes she crawls up the walls-
Staring at my body
Christ! It isn't mine at all
Crying out for someone to make it go away
To take away this photograph
so I can live again
Staring at the plastic cups
The emptiness inside
She's going high someday
She's going high someday-
Crawls up the walls
yes she crawls up the walls-
Now I'm waiting for that day
Yes, I'm waiting here that day
Crawls up the walls
yes she crawls up the walls-