I wish Tracy Chapman was my friend

She would know exactly what to say

Beginnings always hide themselves in ends

At some point I will be okay

I got high when I met you

I got high to forget you

I feel pain I don't want to

But I have to, yeah, I have to

If I want to move on, move on, move on, move on

If I want to move on, move on, move on, move on

If I want to move on (Move on),

move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on

If I want to move on (Move on),

move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on

Went to see some shaman in Malay

To hear some things I wanted to hear

Everyone just wants to feel good

Everyone just wants to disappear

Call up girls that live in my hometown

To help fill up the minutes

Lit a match and saged my house down

It didn't make a difference

So I got high when I met you

I got high to forget you

I feel pain I don't want to

But I have to, yeah, I have to

If I want to move on, move on, move on, move on

If I want to move on, move on, move on, move on

If I want to move on (Move on),

move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on

I know I got to move on (Move on),

move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on