Our little Movie

Why do we have to talk
I wanna die on my sofa
You woke me up thanks a lot
I was dreaming of ya

When is my chance to ride into the sunset?
I wish my life was a movie set
I'd pull out the right lines
And moves that'd work and aren't mine

There's more than a cat in my hat
And if give it a tap
We can drown it in a burlap sack
Just like a filthy rat

Then I'll leave the stream
That's nothing but a crime scene
You shot it dead
And there's nothing left to be said

When you get back
I'll make you a fancy dinner
Fit for nothing better
Than a liar and a sinner

After we'll watch the sun come down
And dream of the sound
Of the bomb coming down
On our little parry sound