Paroles: The Kills. Gypsy Death And You.

You knock on the door
She don't recognize your voice no
more
So she got on an airplaine
Not so long after
Stripped down from the fever
Laid down in her hotel bed
Wouldn't take no phone calls at all
She didn't want no more voices in
her head, now

And that's the way that you feel
That's the way that you feel
If that's the way that you feel,
honey, then
That's the way that you feel

In the blue part of the evening
Sometimes its hot
She thinks she hears you coming but
She's stuck against the wall
She want what she want so she do
what she do
But now when she looks at you she
Covers one eye 'cause she can see
into your mind
She no longer wants to

And that's the way that you feel
That's the way that you feel
If that's the way that you feel,
honey, then
That's the way that you feel