Tekster:
Cold War Kids

My music sets me free Loose my sins beyond Hidden sense of life I've found I'm hopelessly devoted to my fears Blood pressure in your vein You're still

We can beat this, you and me Just a matter of degrees I can't calculate this late at night Honeymooners move in wet cement They don't know about the walls

Sunday nights that you want her like velvet cake Sweet heart can bargain half price mistakes She will go down with her ship like a good captain You're

be in some mess I see how you see her creaky bones, bitchin' 'bout IRS Well, take a look child through this photo album She sang to sailors in the war

This plane's flyin' upside down And this how I ask for help By pulling the fire alarm And blocking your exit We argue like Two kids that can't share

Conversations that went on terrible paths Don't talk about that, no, no, don't talk about that We're coming back loud and end this conversation Said

Every man I fall for drinks his coffee black Love and hate are tattooed on his knuckles And my name is on his back Every man I fall for works the graveyard

Careless in our summer clothes Splashing around in the muck and the mire Careless in our summer clothes Splashing around in the muck and the mire Fell

Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa You were changing colors like the leaves in fall I was savin' up for the long winter Summers went high out of my car When they broke