arctic monkeys
do me a favour
Well, the morning was complete Where there was tears on the steering wheel, dripping on the seat Several hours or several weeks I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak  It's the beginning of the end  The car went up the hill and disappeared around the bend Ask anyone, they'll tell you that It's these times that it tends To start to breaking up, to start to fall apart Hold on to your heart  And do me a favor, will you break my nose And do me a favor, and tell me to go away Oh, do me a favor, stop asking questions  Well she walked away while her shoes were untied  When the eyes were all red You could see that we'd cried  And I watched, and I waited till she was inside Forcing a smile and waving goodbye  Curiosity becomes a heavy load Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold Curiosity becomes a heavy load Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold  And do me a favor, and ask, if you need some help She said, do me a favor, and stop flattering yourself And to tear apart the ties that bind Perhaps 'fuck off' might be too kind Perhaps 'fuck off' might be too kind