Tangled Up In Plaid — Queens Of The Stone Age

I slipped, Didn't mean to do it that way. But i blew in on a whim, gone tomorrow? I'm gone today

Come, Lets play along and let each other lose A win would cause an alarm Don't matter to me Doesn't matter to you

I could keep you all for myself I know You gotta be free So free yourself

A self-inflicted wound, your Gift, Impeccable aim Can really clear a room All the bodies piled up in your way

OH YEAH IT HURTS OH YEAH IT MUST

I could keep you all for myself I know You gotta be free So free yourself