Album Cover Why Are Sundays So Depressing

Why Are Sundays So Depressing

The Strokes

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I sing a song, I paint a picture

My baby′s gone, but I don't miss her

Like a swan, I don′t miss swimmingAll my friends left, and they don't miss me

Can't take it, babe

Your body talks to me

Like in a movie, babe

I let it resonate, yeah

I want your time (time, time)

Don′t ask me questions (questions, questions)

That you don′t want (want, want)

The answers to (to, to)

I love you in the morning, so you know it's no lie

You′re hidin' in the background but you wanna be found

You′ve got me on my back and now I've gotta think fast

You′re hidin' in the background but you wanna be found

I take it easy, babe, I

I get down, it's automatic, uh

I′ve come to believin′ that

That too much time is evil

I transition in

I'm making your body wait

Like on an aeroplane

Please, baby, take me away, yeah

I want your time (time, time)

Don′t ask me questions (questions, questions)

That you don't want (want, want)

The answers to (to, to)

I know

I know

I know

I know

I kinda miss the nine to five, yeah

Do not think that you can hide

I scramble, fight just like a child

Hey, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

I′m stayin' hungry, I′m stayin' hungry

I'm stayin′ hungry, I′m stayin' hungry

Not gettin′ angry, I'm stayin′ hungry

Not gettin' angry, still stayin′ hungry

Yeah

(Hold on, hold on, hold)

(The click was always in you Fab)

(It was never on)

(It was never on)