Tekst:
Taking Back Sunday Louder Now

calm...) We can't go back Can't go back Can't go back, we can't... We can't go back Can't go back Can't go back, we can't... (Breath in and out

: You've got this new head filled up with smoke I've got my veins all tangled close To the jukebox bars you frequent The safest place to hide A long

s not what you deserve now I got tired, got tired of waiting around (of waiting) The guilt subsides, the night begins And I know it's not what you deserve now

Two sides twist and then collide; You're calling off the guards (Am I coming?) I'm coming through. (Am I coming?) Adulterous conditioned to a spin cycled

your knees) What's it feel like to be a ghost? (Well, louder now, louder now) What's it feel like to be a ghost? (Well, louder now, louder now) Are

comes to mistake how long is long that depends how long it takes less is more except when it comes to mistake how long is long that depends how long it takes

cause I'm feeling high up and cloudy eyed Windows down windows round my crown astounded Right now my ?marial? dont wanna be grounded I clowned it Now

your rolls roice, cuz baby, we don't want 'em! So now yall all know exactly who I am, and if you aint into that, i don't give a damn! (Chorus) Now

now They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground So close that they can listen to either of us now