Slow Hands — Interpol

Yeah but nobody searches Nobody cares somehow When the loving that you've wasted Comes raining from a hapless cloud I myself may look upon your face Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze See the living that surrounds me Dissipate in a violent waste

Can't you see what you've done to my heart And soul... This is a wasteland now

We spies, we slow hands Put the weights all around yourself We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands You put the weights all around yourself

I submit my incentive is romance I watched the pole dance of the stars We rejoice cause the hurting is so painless From the distance of passing cars

But I am married to your charms and grace Just be crazy like the good old days You make me wanna pick up a guitar And celebrate the myriad ways that I love you

Can't you see what you've done to my heart And soul... This is a wasteland now

We spies, yeah, we slow hands You put the weights all around yourself We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands Killer for hire, you know that yourself

We spies, we slow hands Put the weights all around yourself We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands We retire like nobody else