I Was A Lover - TV on The Radio

Written by：David Sitek/Kyp Malone/TV on the Radio

I was a lover before this war

Held up in a luxury suite

Behind a barricaded door

Now that I've cleaned up gone legit

I can see clearly round hole

Round whole square peg don't fit

I'm locked in my bedroom

So send back the clowns

My clone wears a brown shirt

And I seduce him

When there's no one around

Mano you mano on a bed of nails

Bring it on like a storm

Till I knock the wind out of his sails

And we don't make eye contact

When we have run ins in town

Just a barely polite nod

And nervous stares towards the ground

I once joined a priest class plastic inert

In a slowdance with commerce

Like a lens up a skirt

And we liked to party

And we kept it live

And we had a three volume tome

Of contemporary slang

To keep a handle on all this jive

Ennui unbridled

Let's talk to kill the time

How many styles did you cycle

Through before you were mine

And it's been a while since

We went wild and that's all fine

But we're sleepwalking through this trial

And it's really a crime

It's really a crime it's really a crime

It's really criminal

We're just busy tempting

Like fate's on the nod

Running on empty bourbon and god

It's been a while since we knew the way

And it's been even longer

Since our plastic priest class

Had a goddamned thing to say

I was a lover before this war

I was a lover before this war

I was a lover before this war