Tekster: Bright Eyes. Falling Out Of Love At This Volume.

Tell me what you wanted to hear
Let me do the right thing
Let me do the wrong thing
And if it's ever this clear
I will only say it once
Just let me turn the amps way up
So you can hear nothing
And if I die tonight
Then I guess I die tonight
Let me go on

Just say what you wanted to say
I cannot stand these talks, dear
They only get to nowhere
It's never resolved
We only run around
You always say that anyone
Could be just like me

If it was a different time
And a different place to be
You would go on