Don’t Lie

One look sent knees to the ground
Young bloods can’t be settling down
Young hearts need the pressure to pound
So hold me close, my baby

Don’t lie
I want him to know
Gods’ loves die young
Is he ready to go?
It’s the last time running through snow
Where the vaults are full and the fire’s bold

I want to know — does it bother you?
The low click of a ticking clock
There’s a lifetme right in front of you
And everyone i know

Young turks
Young Saturday night
Young hips shouldn’t break on the ice
Old flames — they can’t warm you tonight
So keep it cool, my baby

Don’t lie
I want him to know
Dial up, three rings and return him his gold
It’s the last time running through snow
Where the vaults are full and the fire’s bold

I want to know — does it bother you?
The low click of a ticking clock
There’s a headstone right in front of you
And everyone I know

Music by Ezra Koenig, Rostam Batmanglij, Chris Tomson and Chris Baio / Lyrics by Ezra Koenig / Produced by Rostam Batmanglij and Ariel Rechtshaid


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