I wish Tracy Chapman was my friend She would know exactly what to say Beginnings always hide themselves in ends At some point I will be okay So I got high when I met you I got high to forget you I feel pain I don't want to But I have to, yeah, I have to If I want to move on, move on, move on, move on If I want to move on, move on, move on, move on If I want to move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on If I want to move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on Went to see some shaman in Malay To hear some things I wanted to hear Everyone just wants to feel good Everyone just wants to disappear Call up girls that live in my hometown To help fill up the minutes Lit a match and saged my house down It didn't make a difference So I got high when I met you I got high to forget you I feel pain I don't want to But I have to, yeah, I have to If I want to move on, move on, move on, move on If I want to move on, move on, move on, move on If I want to move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on I know I got to move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on (Move on), move on