Why Are Sunday's So Depressing - The Strokes

I sing a song, I paint a picture

My baby's gone, but I don't miss her

Like a swan, I don't miss swimming

All my friends left, and they don't miss me

Can't take it, babe

Your body talks to me

Like in a movie, babe

I let it resonate, yeah

I want your time (Time, time)

Don't ask me questions (Questions, questions)

That you don't want (Want, want)

The answers to (To, to)

I love you in the morning, so you know it's no lie

You're hidin' in the background but you wanna be found

You've got me on my back and now I've gotta think fast

You're hidin' in the background but you wanna be found

I take it easy, babe, I

I get down, it's automatic, uh

I've come to believin' that

That too much time is evil

I transition in

I'm making your body wait

Like on an aeroplane

Please, baby, take me away, yeah

I want your time (Time, time)

Don't ask me questions (Questions, questions)

That you don't want (Want, want)

The answers to (To, to)

I know

I know

I know

I kinda miss the nine to five, yeah

Do those things that you can't hide

I scramble, fight just like a child

Hey, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

I'm staying hungry, I'm staying hungry

I'm staying hungry, I'm staying hungry

Not getting angry, I'm staying hungry

Not getting angry, staying, staying hungry

Yeah

Hold on, hold on, hold

The click was always in you Fab

It was never on

It was never on