Four Days In Spain

Smoky Spain

And I Take Off Again

Then I Take Off Again, Smiling Back



The Engine Is Idling

And The Car Seems To Be Expanding

Weird



Blindfolded Kissing

Looking For The Truth In Your Tiny Moves

I Hate To Loose



Four Days In Spain

Spooky Spain

And You're My Missing Thing:

Too Sweet And Pointless

Complete And Somewhere Else



I Was Sick Of Being Asked

I Didn't Want To To Anyways

Sucking Down Mother's Milk

Singing My Throat Away



It's Not An Awful Secret, You Know

It's Just A Secret

Spitting Out Your Blue Gum

Kissing Your Breath Away



I Wanted You To Sleep With Her And

Hate Yourself Instead Of Me

I Wanted You Untrue,

Hating Yourself Like Me



After All, What Am I Missing

I Haven't Missed Before,

Sucking Down The Precious Lies

I Should Have Swallowed Way Before?