You're not the same anymore Don't wanna play that game anymore You'd make a better window, than a door
Oh, the strangers they implore It gets so easy to ignore Just like the girl next door
Uncle's house, it was noon Sorry boy, I can't employ ya You are strange, but I like you Sorry, this is overdue I promised I would do it right Her and a boy on a Saturday night
And now the door slams shut A child prisoner grows up To seek his enemy's throat cut
We're on the way, fuel the jet Can see that what he wants, he gets What does your sworn enemy regret?
I didn't know, I didn't care I don't even understand Did something wrong, I wasn't sure Stay on top of this, or else I was afraid, I fucked up, yeah yeah yeah I couldn't change, it's too late
And now it's time to show up Late again, I can't grow up And now it's on me, they've given up
Uncle's house, I forget Violent tendencies I get Your timing sucks, she went overboard Don't forget, you are insured I didn't know, I wasn't sure Can't remember all that well I couldn't change, was too late, yeah yeah yeah
Compositores: Albert Hammond Jr (BMI), Fabrizio Morretti (ASCAP), Julian Casablancas (PRS), Nick Fraiture (ASCAP), Nick Valensi (ASCAP)Editores: BMG Rights Administration Us LLC (ASCAP), Strokes Band Music The (ASCAP)Administração: BMG Rights Administration Us LLC (ASCAP)Publicado em 2019 (19/Set) e lançado em 1919 (10/Jan)ECAD verificado obra #24807066 e fonograma #22338340 em 19/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM