Take The Right One — Bombay Bicycle Club

Go on my gun stop you and carry on You haven't been there time to sell the rose around she takes it now You give it up

You'll steal this one, when all is over You'll go and you can, see all you gave her You'll flee the door, your eyes glowing She's there but you can't, keep on going

Racing on ties it up and moves along You're waiting there came into the room and then You stare me down you turn around