Feel The Envy - Franz Ferdinand

I can’t seem to feel the envy, I should feel

Or maybe I don’t need the sour side of love, of love

No, I don’t care his breath is in your hair

Well, I don’t care his skin is still

Between the still on fold of your sheets

Send him away

Send him away, send him away

Send him away, send him away

I don’t mean to claim or own you or maybe I would like to But I need whatever side of love is there

No, I don’t care his breath is in your hair

Well, I don’t care his skin is still

Between the still on fold of your sheets

From the fold of your sheets

Send him away

Send him away, send him away

Send him away, send him away

Send him away, send him away

Send him away, send him away