Put me in your suitcase Let me help you pack 'Cause you're never coming back No, you're never coming back
Cook me in your breakfast And put me on your plate 'Cause you know I taste great Yeah, you know I taste great
At the hop, it's greaseball heaven With candy pants and Archie too
Put me in your dry dream Or put me in your wet If you haven't yet No, if you haven't yet
Light me with your candle And watch the flames grow high No, it doesn't have to try It doesn't have to try
Well, I won't stop all of my pretending That you'll come home You'll be coming home, someday soon
Put me in your blue skies Or put me in your gray There's gotta be someway There's gotta be someway
Put me in your tongue tie Make it hard to say That you ain't gonna stay That you ain't gonna stay
Wrap me in your marrow Stuff me in your bones Sing a mending moan A song to bring you home
Compositores: Andrew Ross Cabic (BMI), Devendra Obi Banhart (BMI)Editores: BMG Rights Management (PRS), Domino Publishing Company Limited (PRS)Publicado em 2004ECAD verificado obra #3576007 e fonograma #2527441 em 22/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM