作词 : Julian Casablancas
作曲 : The Strokes
You're not the same anymore
Don't wanna play that game anymore
You'd make a better window than a door
All the strangers, they implore
They get so easy to ignore
Just like the girl next door
Uncle's house, it was noon
Sorry, boy, I can't employ ya
You are strange, but I like you
Sorry this is overdue
I promised I would do it right
Her and a boy on a Saturday night
And now the door slams shut
The child prisoner grows up
To seek his enemies' throat cut (I'm on and on it, on and on and on it)
We're on the way, fuel the jet
Can see that what he wants, he gets
What does your sworn enemy regret
I didn't know, I didn't care
I don't even understand
Didn't somethin' wrong, I wasn't sure
Stay on top of this horse
I was afraid, I fxcked up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I couldn't change, it's too late
And now it's time to show up
I'm late again, I can't grow up
And now it's on me, they've given up
Uncle's house, I forget
Violent tendencies I give
Your timing sucks, she went overboard
Don't forget, you are insured
I didn't know, I wasn't sure
Can't remember all that well
I couldn't change, was too late
Yeah, yeah, yeah