Cold War Kids - Cryptomnesia Lyrics
I sold you for partsYou get what you wantThen I'll want it tooI know who you areDon't know who your notI don't dare askCome back, we'll use the stoveWe'll make plans in the backOf your pickup truckOh, why no one toldShe crowns my lipsAnd waits upHelicopter sailsWatching bird's eyeThat's when I droppedAnd all my handsWhere behavingLike maps expiredThese rocks have been kickedMy body is spentCan't stop and rest, oh noYour comfort plus easeI see it in 3-DYou can't dream so slowDon't check the index for referenceCurse the sky "Lord, give me hints"I search the place for your printsI feel your cryptomnesiaCryptomnesia