Future Kings Of Nowhere I Want You
On the off-chance that you hear this song, I'll try and
make it quick.
I know I ramble on and your attention's limited.
So I'll skip the metaphor and head right for the heart
of it:
I want you. I want you.
Here's a funny little story / that I've never shared
with you
I used to lie awake in bed at night and wish that you
would wake and find your way into my room
But when morning came to get me / with you still
sleeping on my couch
I cursed my cowardice / and I wished that I could just
/ let you know how I really felt
But there's something kinda shady / about hitting on a
pretty girl
It seems like everyone these days is trying to sell you
some dumb line you've probably already heard
So I've always played it quiet / and let things happen
if they do
But I'm sick of waiting around / for you to figure out
/ that all I really want is you
On the off-chance that you hear this song, I'll try and
make it quick.
I know I ramble on and your attention's limited.
So I'll skip the metaphor and head right for the heart
of it:
I want you. I want you.
It's an advertising era / All high speed chase, no
dialogue
You keep looking for connections but it seems that all
you get are hit and run for office jobs
In an advertising era / You're always looking for a
sign
Someone to call your name / tell you they feel the same
/ Well if you're listening this one's mine
On the off-chance that you hear this song, I'll try and
make it quick.
I know I ramble on and your attention's limited.
So I'll skip the metaphor and head right for the heart
of it:
I want you. I want you.
This is a new leaf / I'm saying clearly / I want you
with me
On the off-chance that you hear this song, I'll try and
make it quick.
I know I ramble on and your attention's limited.
So I'll skip the metaphor and head right for the heart
of it:
I want you. I want you.
