She's coming over
We'll go out walking
Make a call on the way
She's in the phone booth now
I'm looking in
Here comes a smile on her face

There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday
Still some of the same stuff we got yesterday

Too much with myself
I wanna be someone else
I'm too much with myself
I wanna be someone else
Too much with myself
I wanna be someone else

So we take off out Fiona's door
Walk until it's light outside
Like before when you were on the phone

We have to laugh to look at each other
We have to laugh 'cause we're not alone
As the cars fly up King Street
It's enough to startle us
It's enough to startle us
I love my drug buddy
My drug, my drug buddy
I love my drug buddy
My drug, my drug buddy