Charlotta making lasagne
With me above the clouds
Charlotta making lasagne
With me above the clouds
But you could have waited

You could have locked yourself up
For ten years or so
And when you finally came out
There would still be no chances for you
 [bad word] around with Felicia [bad word] around with Felicia
But you could have waited

You could have locked yourself up
For ten years or so
And when you finally came out
There would still be no chances for you

I look for moves and I search for breaths
LyricsSoon it leaves me
Thinking about death

I look for moves and I search for breaths
Soon it leaves me
Thinking about death

Beautiful sky
My car and me leave town for a while
You are a yellow surprise
Noticing water is friendly sometimes
But you could have waited

You could have locked yourself up
For ten years or so
And when you finally came out
There would still be no chances for you

But you could have waited (waited)
But you could have waited (waited)

I look for moves and I search for breaths
Soon it leaves me
Thinking about death

I look for moves and I search for breaths
Soon it leaves me
Thinking about death

Waited
Waited
Waited