The Last Shadow Puppets - My Mistakes Were Made For You
About as subtle as an earthquake
I know,
My mistakes were made for you.
And in the backroom of a bad dream she came
And whisked me away, enthused
And it's as solid as a rock rolling
down a hill,
The fact is that it probably will, hit something.
On the hazardous terrain
And we're just following the flock around
And in-between
Before we're smashed to smithereens
like they were
Then we scramble from
the blame
And it, the fame that put words in her mouth
she couldn't help but spit them out,
Innocence and arrogance entwined
In the filthiest of minds
She was bitten on her birthday
and now,
A face in the crowd, she's not
And I suspect that now forever the shape she
Came to escape is forgot
And it's a lot to ask her not to sting
and give
Her less than everything,
Around your crooked conscience she will wind
