Alex Turner

I'm not the kind of fool
who's gonna sit and sing to you,
about stars, girl.
But last night I looked up into
the dark half of the blue,
and they'd gone backwards.
Something in your magnetism
must have pissed them off,
forcing them to get an early night.
I have been searching from
the bottom to the top,
for such a sight
as the one i caught when I saw your...
Fingers dimmed in the lights
like your used to being told that you're trouble
and I spent all night
stuck on the puzzle
Nobody I asked
knew how he came to be the one
to whom you surrendered