Interpret:

Killers, The

Album:

Sawdust

Nobody ever had a dream `round here,
but I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me 
Nobody ever pulls the seams `round here, 
but I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me 


I've got this energy beneath my feet 
like something underground's gonna come up and carry me
I've got this sentimental heart that beats 
but I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me 


Now 


Why do you waste my time? 
Is the answer to the question on your mind 
And I'm sick of all my judges 
so scared of what they'll find 
But I know that I can make it 
As long as somebody takes me home, 
every now and then


Oh, have you ever seen the lights? 
Have you ever seen the lights? 


I took a shuttle on a shockwave ride 
where people on the pen pull the trigger for accolades 
I took a bullet and I looked inside 
and running through my veins 
an American masquerade 


I still remember grandma Dixie's wake 
I've never really known anybody that died before
Red white and blue upon a birthday cake 
My brother, he was born on the fourth of the July...and that's all 


So why do you waste my time? 
Is the answer to the question on your mind 
And I'm sick of all my judges 
so scared of letting me shine 
But I know that I can make it, 
as long as somebody takes me home... 
every now and then
every now and then 


You know I see London, I see Sam's Town 
Holds my hand and lets my hair down 
Rolls that world right off my shoulder 
I see London, I see Sam's Town now