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We're in a tin box and I've got a toothpick And I have been poking the air Somebody gave you a knife for your birthday I think I know who, but it's not my affair So I dance down the street like I'm Miss Angelina My legs are so grounded and strong And I'm not afraid that if I am the skipper I'll steer my flesh into the bog But is there something in the movies that's better than my love? Is there something in the movies that's better than my love? I carried around a stuffed pig in my arms And I did it until I was five I got it from someone who died of attention And lived an extraordinary life But I gave it to you on the day that we met 'Cause I already trusted you best And everyone dies but they shouldn't die young Anyway, you're invited to set And is there something in the movies that's better than my love? Is there something in the movies that's better than my love? SongtexteI left you in life 'cause you don't need my pen To embellish your noteworthy parts I only write songs about things that I'm scared of So here, now you're deathless in art You've got this and the movies and also my love You can have it all, baby, I'm giving it up Aus Songtexte Mania