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A Matter Of Time

The Killers

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You're looking for a way out
I can feel it             
Come on show me where it hurts
Maybe I can heal it              
Your feelings are your own
Now you keep 'em under lock and key             
You got me drivin' through the streets
For an answer to the mystery             
The world's still weak on Charleston Avenue
Outside that vacant Starlight Motel I see you
Laughing with your girlfriends
Not a care in the world not a burden on your mind
It was a matter of time
There's a panic in this house  
and it's bound to surface             
Just walkin' through the front door  
makes me nervous             
It's creepin' up the floorboards
got me wondering where I stand              
I cannot put out the fire
I got a book of matches in my hand              
When we first met headstrong and filled with doubt
Made just enough hustling tables that summer to take you out
I was fallin' back on forever when you told me about your heart
You laid it on the line
Laughing with your girlfriends
Not a care in the world not a burden on your mind
(You laid it on the line)
It was just a matter It was a matter of time
We found ourselves a place
We belong in it forever
Ain't that what it's all about?
Make the promise and keep it
Come hell or high water
We'd figure it out
It was the night it was the moon
It was the green grass in the garden
The victory and the sin
I know you're weary look at me
Flailin' in the corner
Here's the towel
Go on throw it in
It was a matter of time
Can't you see that it's tearing me up inside?
Look what's laying at our feet
That's the wreckage of broken dreams
And burned out             
And it's here on our street

A Matter Of Time

The Killers