Mr. Brightside || The Killers
Now I’m falling asleep
And she’s calling a cab
While he’s having a smoke
And she’s taking a drag
Now they’re going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it’s all in my head
But she’s touching his—chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, let me go
day 31 I know this is really cliché but this is seriously one of the best songs in existence.
Love this song