She went to Paris
Can you believe it?
She just woke up and fucked off to Paris
I didn’t think she’d go
I set her challenges
I said she had to
She had to kiss a waiter
I knew she’d love that
But I needed evidence
So she texted me a photograph

She saw the Tower, she saw The Sacre Coeur,
She saw The Louvre, 
She ate a croissant
That’s where the waiter was
I saw the pictures
I couldn’t go ‘ cause I was working
So I text her in French, she didn’t understand
Her French was lousy, her French was always lousy ..

I couldn’t ask
But now I’m lost
Lost in translations of
Lost in her phrase book, lost in her rucksack
Lost in her hmmmm hmmm hmmm 
oh fuck I’m lost

Lost in a café
Lost in a picture
Lost in a bookshop
Lost in a footnote
Lost in P.S.

I keep telling myself if this is happening
It will happen in time
I keep telling myself I’m so adult about
How I’m handling this crush
It will ease with time
It will ease with laughter
It will ease with translations

I gave up on the fact a long time ago
You were not who I am
I keep busy I keep your picture in a drawer
Where I know it won’t jump out
But you twist my arm
And you push a little
And it makes me warm

But aggravates this crash
So you take control
‘cause you need me there
You’re a catalyst
An equation I 
Cannot do without 
And can not translate

Do something wrong won’t you
Do something wrong won’t you
Do something wrong won’t you
Do something wrong won’t you

And now I’m lost
Lost in a laughter
Lost in a scribble left in a napkin
Lost in her smile
And I’m so lost
Lost in a question
Waiting for answers 
Looking for reasons
Lost in her youth

Oh god I’m lost
Lost in this city
Walking through faces, crowded by memories,
Haunted by truths
And how I’m lost
Lost in a lipstick mark
Lost in a voicemail
Lost in a smell left on a pillow

Lost in this no no no
Lost in this no no no
Lost in this no no no
Lost in this