The Strokes - At The Door

I can’t escape it
I’m never gonna make it out of this in time
I guess that’s just fine
I’m not there quite yet
My thoughts, such a mess
Like a little boy
What you runnin' for?
Run at the door
Anyone home?
Have I lost it all?
Struck me like a chord
I’m an ugly boy
Holdin' out the night
Lonely after light
You begged me not to go
Sinkin' like a stone
Use me like an oar
And get yourself to shore
A bang at the door
Anyone home?
That’s just what they do
Right in front of you
Like a cannonball
Slammin' through your wall
In their face, I saw
What they’re fightin' for
I can’t escape it
I’m never gonna make it 'til the end, I guess
Struck me like a chord
I’m an ugly boy
Holdin' out the night
Lonely after light
Bangin' on the door
I don’t wanna know
Sinkin' like a stone
So use me like an oar
Hard to fight what I can’t see
Not tryna build no dynasty
I can’t see beyond this wall
But we lost this game
So many times before
Lying on the cold floor
I’ll be waiting, yeah
I’ll be waiting from the other side
Waiting for the tide to rise
Lying on the cold floor
I’ll be waiting, yeah
I’ll be waiting from the other side
Waiting for the tide to rise