Kate Nash
Old Dances

Your lips are darker than before
and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were
and there's something different about your skin
and nobody knows how you got home last night

Your lips are darker than before
and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were
and there's something different about your skin
and nobody knows how you got home last night

Your bones are making me feel weary
and when you speak I can't hear a word that you say

Your bones are making me feel weary
and when you speak I can't hear a word that you say

And nobody knows how you got home last night
And still no one knows how you got home last night

There were three old dances we could dance maybe
Three old songs that we could sing maybe
everything could be alright
But I keep tripping up the steps
and there's some words I just forget
and the tunes are fuzzy in my mind
and nobody knows how you got home last night
still nobody knows how you got home

and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I, I'm not sure if my heart can take,
and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I have never felt this kind of pain.
and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I think my heart's about to break.

and nobody knows how you got home last night
still no one knows how you got home last night


Mirror lyrics:

still no one knows how you got home last night
and nobody knows how you got home last night

and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I think my heart's about to break.
and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I have never felt this kind of pain.
and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I, I'm not sure if my heart can take,

still nobody knows how you got home
and nobody knows how you got home last night
and the tunes are fuzzy in my mind
and there's some words I just forget
But I keep tripping up the steps
everything could be alright
Three old songs that we could sing maybe
There were three old dances we could dance maybe

And still no one knows how you got home last night
And nobody knows how you got home last night

and when you speak I can't hear a word that you say
Your bones are making me feel weary

and when you speak I can't hear a word that you say
Your bones are making me feel weary

and nobody knows how you got home last night
and there's something different about your skin
and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were
Your lips are darker than before

and nobody knows how you got home last night
and there's something different about your skin
and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were
Your lips are darker than before


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