Don't Worry Bout Me

Call off the search

I'm right where you left me

I know

I've acted absurd

And sent you 'round circles and all

I bet it's true

That calling me is calling up Houdini

Like, where is she?

Hop on a plane I'm running

In Japan just going widdit

Wrote you a haiku

Hope that he finds me in it

Getting off on the Ginza line

I'll try keep you in the loop this time

I might hit you up

I might disappear to dust

I might let myself go nuts

I might hit you up

I might disappear to dust

I might let myself go nuts

I might hit you up

I might disappear to dust

I might hit you up

I might let myself go nuts

Say what Say what

Do I do but to keep the door open?

You don't know how it is you're breathing

Catching every feeling

Let yourself fall when you want

Everybody dick riders

Everybody tongue tied

When they see gold

You let 'em know

So only you can know me

I want you to show up

Like a welcome omen

I want you

You ask if I'd stay

I might hit you up

I might disappear to dust

I might let myself go nuts

I might hit you up

I might disappear to dust

I might let myself go nuts

I might hit you up

I might disappear to dust

I might hit you up

I might let myself go nuts

(I might hit you up, I might disappear to dust)