Broken Bells Mongrel Heart
Is it hard to wait
Drawn by your mongrel heart again
If you don't answer, would you want to be found out
You duck through the wind in your old blight on the town
Love is turning you out
Sliding worry round
I try to warn its waiting game
To bring that spectre down
And would it be wrong
To clamp down on your racing heart, love
And if they'd known, what sifted down to be found out
It's not what you deserve
Love is turning you out
Sliding worry round
I try to warn its waiting game
To bring that spectre down
Faster than you were going to allow
Turn out the lights or say get out
If you don't answer, would you want to be found now
Five days on, trapped by a wave
Love is turning you out
Sliding worry round
I try to warn this waiting game
To bring that spectre down
Black corn was soaking
You'll be cut down in the seedy stairway
If you don't answer, would you want to be found now
Sapped from the bed to the window
Looking back on that time
Starting in the minds
What it is to be twenty nine
Fame sets your life down
Would it be wrong
Would it be wrong
To disappoint you now
Disappoint you now
