You're still shaking I'm barely moving at all Green lines cut through A black screen tells you I'm fine You're Gwyneth Paltrow I'm Richie Tenenbaum I cut my hair off You like me either way And every summer It's going to be the same Going back to Telluride Riding round with nothing on Staying at your parents' house Acting like there's nothing wrong Going back to Telluride Sleeping with the TV on Darling so coledified Oh, I know it won't be long Pull my sutures And climb in I'm warm inside You'll breath my lungs I'm florescent and infrared And I'm yours Smoke out the window Listen to CD Roms You're like a race car You are a palindrome And every summer Will never be the same Going back to Telluride Riding round with nothing on Staying at your parents' house Acting like there's nothing wrong Going back to Telluride Sleeping with the TV on Darling so coledified Oh, I know it won't be long