That's Where You're Wrong

Arctic Monkeys

Pussyfooting, setting Sun
Make a wish that weighs a tonne
There are no handles for you to hold
No understanding where it goes

Jealousy in technicolor
Fear by name than love by numbers
Streetlight amber, wanderlust
powder in a blunderbuss

She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me
And suddenly the sky is a scissor
Sitting on the floor with a tambourine
Crushing up a bundle of love
Don't take it so personally
You're not the only one
That time has got it in for, honey
That's where you're wrong

All the old flames fastened on
Make a wish that weighs a ton
There are no handles you can hold
No understanding where it goes

She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me
And suddenly the sky is a scissor
Sitting on the floor with a tambourine
Crushing up a bundle of love
Don't take it so personally
You're not the only one
That time has got it in for, honey
That's where you're wrong

That's where you're wrong
That's where you're wrong
Ooh, ooh-ooh

Written by: Alex Turner / Arctic Monkeys
Sent by Gabriel. Subtitled by Thayssa and more 3 people. Revised by 2 people.
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