PandaCitySoundtrack

I want to tell you, but I locked myself out of my voice and the keys are sitting useless in the ignition. I'm clumsy, and I'm tripping on the words that keep on slipping from your Pepsi-flavored lips, and you keep dipping them in acid (accidentally) and you can't see how much it hurts because you're strong. You've never been burned. We had so much in common, and I don't just mean astrology. I'm talking 'bout biology, psychology: we meshed. I had a seven month love affair with reading your emotions, and you, with taking the words right out of my mouth. Thus "he" and "she" became "they" and "we", And where was "I"? 'Cause I