Frankie Cosmos - Tripped up lyrics

I get all tripped up Thinking that i am clear You are an angel Seashell for an ear I am a traveler Circling the world You are a journal With a million words I love darwin I love aran My love isnt My love I write a million books for you I write a thousand songs for you I write a book i write a book now Hot coffee makes me tired Your love is a liar Jonah in a purple sweater Boston is perfect weather