I'm not as mad as usual That you are on my mind In fact I've become accustomed to be Surrounded by your beige walls I've hung up posters now And thumb-tacked memories to you Glorified your nature I suppose that it's alright I'll move out soon And what then? It has been a few months now Of walking 'round the block In case you see a shadow shaped like me Looking to the moon And it kills me to say I want to see those beige walls And be back at your place Surrounded by the posters And the thumb-tacked lists I made Of reasons I should leave you And all the reasons I should stay I guess that it's okay I will move out soon