Cold War Kids - CryptomnesiaLyrics

I sold you for parts, you get what you want Bet I wanted to, I know who you are Don't know who you're not, I don't dare ask Come back, use the stove We'll make plans in the back of your pickup truck Oh, why no one told, she crowns my lips and waits up Her look of dissent, watching bird's eye That's when I dropped And oh, my hands were behaving like maps six five These rags have been kept, my body is spent Can't stop and rest, oh no, your comfort blessings, I see it in 3-D You can't dream so slow, don't check the index for reference 'Cause the sky, Lord give me heads, I search the place for your prince I feel your cryptomnesia, cryptomnesia