作词 : Futureheads
Everything was ready but he had to run away
Shot for the money on the very same day
Le garage, le garage-rage
Le garage, le garage-rage
Everything was ready but he had to run away
Shot for the money on the very same day
Le garage, le garage-rage
Le garage, le garage-rage
You, you are the thing
With you tight skin, making me jealous
When you're asleep 
I knew you'll feed me well
And I agree that 
I never think now when 
I'm with you
And I won't say a word of it's true, if it's not true
And things pushed in my face
With locked arms, making me nuder to everything
You you give me sound, it's flushing with stains
I always think now when 
I'm with you
And I won't say a word of it's true, if it's not true
And I won't say a word of it's true, if it's not true