Sangtekst: Armchair Martian. Jig.

If you ever care to write
probably never read it
sat there moaning on the ground
no one's around

always take to flight
always fall to pieces
sat there moaning on the ground
no one's around

said you wanna leave, you should go if you wanna
tried to play it cool, came up kinda cold
(if you) really want to leave
i'd like to explain why i did the things i did

so i'm always at the bar, when you are
every other time
it's the foolish waiting kind
days and weeks and nights
there you are
and i'll pretend i never saw you
but there you are

said you wanna leave, you should go if you wanna
tried to play it cool, came up kinda cold
(if you) really want to leave
i'd like to explain why i did the things i did