Carin at the Liquor Store - The National

Written by：Matt Berninger/Aaron Dessner

I was a worm I was a creature

I'd get on the ground the second I'd see you

You cannot command your love

I wasn't a catch I wasn't a keeper

I was walking around like I was the one who found dead John Cheever

Hand in glove

So blame it on me

I really don't care

It's a forgone conclusion

I see you in stations and on invitations

You'd fall into rivers with friends on the weekends

Innocent skies above

Carin at the liquor store I can't wait to see her

I'm walking around like I was the one who found dead John Cheever

In the house of love

So blame it on me

I really don't care

It's a forgone conclusion

It wasn't so bad I wasn't that sick

Got taken by love I wasn't that quick

A foregone conclusion

It's gonna be different after tonight

You're gonna see me in a different light

It's a forgone conclusion

So blame it on me

I really don't care

It's a forgone conclusion

I'm already seeing the stars in the air

It's a forgone conclusion