All Thumbs Down - Into It. Over It.

It’s almost like we’ve hardly spoke, but

All my clothes still smell like smoke, so

It’s almost like I’ve seen you all week

Taking a break from driving, with your exhaust pipe in your driveway

If I could see you everyday, I’d take you to my place

‘Cause without you in bed

It’s nights with strings and cables instead

And they don’t hold you back

As much as you want

They won’t hold you, they won’t hold you

They won’t hold you back

And Germany might have to wait, what was a

Well-planned show of yours is now a show of hands, all thumbs down

But, if I was them

I’d put your card through my bike spokes and ride that thing down every street

in Mülheim

‘Cause without you in bed

It’s nights with strings and cables instead

And they don’t hold you back

As much as you want

They won’t hold you, they won’t hold you

They won’t hold you back

And they don’t hold you back

As much as you want

They won’t hold you, they won’t hold you

They won’t hold you back