Peter Bjorn & John

If I told you things I did before, told you how I used to be
Would you go along with someone like me
If you knew my story word for word, had all of my history
Would you go along with someone like me

I did before and had my share, it didn't lead nowhere
I would go along with someone like you
It doesn't matter what you did, who you were hanging with
We could stick around and see this night through

And we don't care about the young folks
Talking 'bout the young style
And we don't care about the old folks
Talking 'bout the old style too

And we don't care about our own faults
Talking 'bout our own style
All we care about is talking
Talking only me and you

Usually when things has gone this far, people tend to disappear
No one will surprise me unless you do
I can tell there's something goin' on, hours seems to disappear
Everyone is leaving, I'm still with you

It doesn't matter what we do, where we are going to
We can stick around and see this night through

And we don't care about the young folks
Talking 'bout the young style
And we don't care about the old folks
Talking 'bout the old style too

And we don't care about our own faults
Talking 'bout our own style
All we care about is talking
Talking only me and you

And we don't care about the young folks
Talking 'bout the young style
And we don't care about the old folks
Talking 'bout the old style too

And we don't care about their own faults
Talking 'bout our own style
All we care about is talking
Talking only me and you
Talking only me and you

Talking only me and you
Talking only me and you

I remember when, when I first moved here
A long time ago
'Cause I heard some song I used to hear back then
A long time ago

I remember when, even further back
In another town
'Cause I saw something written I used to say back then
Hard to comprehend

And the question is, was I more alive then than I am now?
I happily have to disagree
I laugh more often now, I cry more often now
I am more me

But of course some days, I just lie around
And hardly exist
And can't tell apart what I'm eating
From my hand or my wrist

'Cause flesh is flesh, flesh is flesh is flesh
The difference is thin
But life has a certain ability of breathing new life into me
So I breathe it in

It says here we are, and we all are here
And you still can make sense
If you just show up and present an honest face
Instead of that grin

And the question is, was I more alive then than I am now?
I happily have to disagree
I laugh more often now, I cry more often now
I am more me

And the other day, this new friend of mine
Said something to me
"Just because something starts differently
Doesn't mean it's worthless"

And I soaked it in, how I soaked it in
How I soaked it in
And just as to prove how right he was
Then you came

So I'm gonna give, yes, I'm gonna give
I'm gonna give you a try
So I'm gonna give, yes, I'm gonna give
I'm gonna give you a try

And the question is, was I more alive then than I am now?
I happily have to disagree
I laugh more often now, I cry more often now
I am more me

if i told you things i did before told you how i used to be would you go along with someone like me if you knew my story word for word had all of my history would you go along with someone like me i did before and had my share it didn't lead nowhere i would go along with someone like you it doesn't matter what you did who you were hanging with we could stick around and see this night through and we don't care about the young folks talkin' bout the young style and we don't care about the old folks talkin' 'bout the old style too and we don't care about our own folks talkin' 'bout our own stuff all we care about is talking talking only me and you usually when things has gone this far people tend to disappear no one would surprise me unless you do i can tell there's something goin' on hours seem to disappear everyone is leaving i'm still with you it doesn't matter what we do where we are going to we can stick around and see this night through and we don't care about the young folks talkin' bout the young style and we don't care about the old folks talkin' 'bout the old style too and we don't care about our own folks talkin' 'bout our own stuff all we care about is talking talking only me and you and we don't care about the young folks talkin' bout the young style and we don't care about the old folks talkin' 'bout the old style too and we don't care about our own folks talkin' 'bout our own stuff all we care about is talking talking only me and you (repeat) talking only me and you talking only me and you talking only me and you

Baby went to Amsterdam
She put a little money into travelling
Now it's so slow, so slow
Baby went to Amsterdam
Four, five days for the big canal
Now it's so slow, so slow

And I was heading up north
To a place that I know
Eating well, sleeping well
But still I was way, way out of line
Amsterdam was stuck in my mind

Oh, it's a kind of stupid groove
That you can't ignore
Oh, it's a kind of natural fact
Sometimes you're just left to be alone

Baby went to Amsterdam
She put a little money into traveling
Now it's so slow, so slow
Baby went to Amsterdam
Four, five days for the big canal
Now it's so slow, so slow

And I got to go away
To a place of my own
Working hard, fill my time
From that day on, till I hit the bed
Amsterdam was stuck in my head

Oh, it's a kind of stupid groove
That you can't ignore
Oh, it's a kind of natural fact
Sometimes you're just left to be alone

Baby went to Amsterdam
She put a little money into traveling
Now it's so slow, so slow
Baby went to Amsterdam
Four, five days for the big canal
Now it's so slow, so slow

Baby went to Amsterdam
She put a little money into traveling
Now it's so slow, so slow
Baby went to Amsterdam
Four, five days for the big canal
Now it's so slow, so slow, slow

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Written By MOREN, PETER/ERIKSSON, JOHN/YTTLING, BJORN
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Sunday morning,
On the bed two half-eaten croissants.
Sunday morning,
We'll soon be out on the boulevards.

Monday morning,
We have to fly back home again.
While I'm sleeping,
You paint a ring on my finger with your black marker-pen.

I'm all about you, you're all about me,
We're all about each other.
I'm all about you, you're all about me,
We're all about each other.

You don't have to tell, 'cause I know so well
What we are all after.
Likewise if uncertainty puts a spell on me,
I have to zoom in on your laughter.

Wednesday morning,
We sleep over and we're late again.
Let's skip breakfast,
We need this precious time just to comprehend.

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Written By MOREN, PETER/ERIKSSON, JOHN/YTTLING, BJORN
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When you decided to knock on my door
Did you remember what happened before
It just didn't sparkle it just didn't glow
Some things are not better inside of the store

Did you agree we should let it bee
And did you agree
It's a must
Let's call the whole thing off
Will you still have enough of us
Let's call the whole thing off
Will you still have enough of us

I know many people who act the same way
Relations that lasted for more than one day
But I don't wanna know why we couldn't do more
Some thing are not better to leave unexplored

Did you agree we should let it bee
And did you agree
It's a must
Let's call the whole thing off
Will you still have enough of us
Let's call the whole thing off
Will you still have enough of us

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Written By MOREN, PETER/ERIKSSON, JOHN/YTTLING, BJORN
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Your tongue is sharp
but I miss the taste of it

You said time heals
there's not enough of it

The lessons are too cruel to keep
to lock the door to hide the key

To hear you cast a spell so sweet
to still have hours left to sleep

Your fear is crowdin'
And there is still
no place
for someone
like me to fill

Don't know about luck
but I know the lack of it

Don't know about luck
but I'm losing track of it

The lessons are too cruel to keep
to lock the door to go to sleep

I know that time until it kills
You're giving me the chills

Your fear is crowdin'
and there is still
No place
for someone
like me to fill
x2

The lessons are too cruel to keep
to lock the door to hide the key

to hear you cast a spell so sweet
and still have hours left to sleep

Your fear is crowdin'
And there is still
no place
for someone
like me to fill
x2

The lessons are too cruel to keep
to lock the door to go to sleep

I know that time until it kills
You're giving me the chills

I know that time until it kills

you're giving me the chills
you're giving me the chills
you're giving me the chills

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Written By MOREN, PETER/ERIKSSON, JOHN/YTTLING, BJORN
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When all is gone, and things go wrong
We don't need them anymore
The artifacts and all they lack
We don't need them anymore

I don't have the means, and so it seems
For now I can't participate
But I've waited long
Now the dollar's strong again
I still can't participate

When we don't consume it seems we are immune
To all of the thoughts they sell
You know as well as I, that's a lie

'Cause I want to spend, I want to spend
In a never-ending story, but it always ends
I want to spend, I want to spend
In a never-ending story, but it always ends

And when I die, the angels will try
To count all my belongings
To measure my worth, pure gold, solid dirt
To see if I'm worth keeping

But the house I rent and the car I drive
I'm sorry but they ain't mine
You know as well as I, that's no lie

'Cause I want to spend, I want to spend
In a never-ending story, but it always ends
I want to spend, I want to spend
In a never-ending story, but it always ends
And it always ends, and it always ends

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Written By MOREN, PETER/ERIKSSON, JOHN/YTTLING, BJORN
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if i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one would surprise me unless you do

i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seem to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you

it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going to
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about our own folks
talkin' 'bout our own stuff
all we care about is talking
talking only me and you
(repeat)
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you