Arms Akimbo - Pitchfork

Текст песни

There’s a come-up waiting in the come-down
There’s a tab that’s freaking me out
And if I wanted some help, I could get it myself
It’s just me and my lighter for now
Well if we’re patient then we’ll make it eventually
That’s what I’m learning when we’re out on the road
But it’s tough to leave town when I’m letting her down
Hope she wants me when I make it back home
But it’s cold in West New Mexico
I’m thinking 'bout the text she wrote
And how I always let love slip away
I’m never gonna love you the same
I’ll always be the boy in the band
Waiting for my record to break
Waiting with my head in the sand
Well, we’re alone here on the phone but it’s quiet now
It gets harder when there’s nothing to fight about
We could fake it 'til we’re changing our attitude
But the change would probably scare the hell out of you
Well I’m older now, I’m learning how
The things I want can let me down
I hope this song eventually goes my way
I’m never gonna love you the same
I’ll always be the boy in the band
Waiting for my record to break
Waiting with my head in the sand
I’m never gonna love you the same
I’ll always be the boy in the band
Waiting for my record to break
Waiting with my head in the sand
Need to play cause I can’t get your attention
Without a stage and at least a Pitchfork mention
A billion plays and a record deal in place
Say you’ll love me when I take the band on tour