DRAIN歌词
Cold
War
Kids
Tuxedos.I
think
about
eyes
that
watch
you.I
think
about
changes
I've
made.I
think
about
all
this
fancy
food
going
down
the
drain.I
spend
a
lot
of
time
by
myself,Imagining
great
speeches
I'd
makeTo
crowds
of
people;
how
can
I
help?But
what
would
I
say?.When
will
I
find,
when
will
I
find
someone
to
take?Or
did
I
find
and
not
realize,
I
was
the
fake..I
love
to
be
a
stranger
at
a
wedding.Cause
tuxedos
don't
discriminateA
perfect
disguise,
so
be
cool
and
fill
up
your
plate..When
will
I
find,
when
will
I
find
someone
to
take?Or
did
I
find
and
not
realize,
I
was
the
fake.When
will
I
find,
when
will
I
find
someone
to
take?For
the
millionth
time,
for
the
millionth
time
I
was
the
fake.I
was
the
fake,
I
was
to
blame..I
think
about
eyes
that
watch
you.I
think
about
changes
I've
made.I
think
about
all
this
fancy