The National Lyrics

All the very best of us, string ourselves up for love.

You know I dreamed about you for twenty-nine years before I saw you.

Don't make me read your mind, you should know me better than that.

I had only one thing to do and I couldn't do it yet.

I've been talking about you to myself 'cause there's nobody else and I want what I want. And I want everything.

I never thought about love when I thought about home.

Am I the one you think about when you're sitting in your fainting chair, drinking pink rabbits?

I have only two emotions: careful fear and dead devotion.

Forget it, nothing I change changes anything. I won't let it, I won't let it ruin my hair.

Now I hardly know them and I'll take my time. I'll carry them over and I'll make them mine

Does it feel like a trial? Does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine?

Sorrow found me when I was young. Sorrow waited, sorrow won.

Oh, but your love is such a swamp. You're the only thing I want.

You keep a lot of secrets and I keep none; wish I could go back and keep some.