Memos stapled to my pillow Losers beat me all the time now Have fun, half the fun is getting there Let go just because our heads were swimming There's only one thing left to say Why should I let it slip away? Letters written for their own sake Clef notes littered on the landscape Translate everything I ever said Leave quick, you might catch that dizzy feeling There's only one thing left to say Why should I let it slip away? Walking through (?) (?) Master plans, they screw me up What's that song? What it ought to do wrong Crawling on the ground Look the other way Kick the can Looked up too late Not again Why does it take so long? There's only one thing left to say Why should I let it slip away?