Album Cover At The Door

At The Door

The Strokes

5

I can′t escape it

I'm never gonna make it out of this in time

I guess that′s just fineI'm not there quite yet

My thoughts, such a mess

Like a little boy

What you runnin' for?

Run at the door

Anyone home?

Have I lost it all?

Struck me like a chord

I′m an ugly boy

Holdin′ out the night

Lonely after light

You begged me not to go

Sinkin' like a stone

Use me like an oar

And get yourself to shore

A bang at the door

Anyone home?

That′s just what they do

Right in front of you

Like a cannonball

Slammin' through your wall

In their face, I saw

What they′re fightin' for

I can′t escape it

I'm never gonna make it 'til the end, I guess

Struck me like a chord

I′m an ugly boy

Holdin′ out the night

Lonely after light

Bangin' on the door

I don′t wanna know

Sinkin' like a stone

So use me like an oar

Hard to fight what I can′t see

Not tryna build no dynasty

I can't see beyond this wall

But we lost this game

So many times before

Lying on the cold floor

I′ll be waiting, yeah

I'll be waiting from the other side

Waiting for the tide to rise

Lying on the cold floor

I'll be waiting, yeah

I′ll be waiting from the other side

Waiting for the tide to rise