The Killers - Now they're going to bed And my stomach is sick And it's all in my head But she's touching his chest now | Текст песни

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Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking the drag

Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now

He takes off her dress now
Let me go
And I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullaby
Joking on your alibI
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
I'm Mr. Brightside

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