All My Own Stunts — Arctic Monkeys

Caricatures of your wrecking ball Down in my mind all the time I wanna be in that damsel-patterned alley Where you go for a smoke

And sorrow slow dances The phones are lining up Taking no chances Close but never close enough

Been watching cowboy films On gloomy afternoons Tinting the solitude Put on your dancing shoes And show me what to do I know you've got the moves

All my own stunts Hiding has changed its tune Linking arms, syncing hearts

And sorrow slow dances Around the edges of her eyes Taking no chances The last one out to win a prize

Been watching cowboy films On gloomy afternoons Tinting the solitude Put on your dancing shoes And show me what to do I know you've got the moves

'Cause I'm from High Green, I'm from High Green