Text: Franz Ferdinand. Send Him Away.

I can't seem to feel the envy I should feel
Or maybe
I don't need the sour side of love
Of love

I don't care his breath is in your hair
I don't care his skin is still between
The still-warm fold of your sheets
Send him away

I don't need to claim or own you
Or maybe I would like to
But I need whatever side of love
Is there

I don't care his breath is in your hair
I don't care his skin is still between
The still-warm fold of your sheets
From the fold of your sheets
Send him away

Oh, can't you let me stay tonight?
Oh, can't you let me stay tonight?
Oh, can't you let me stay tonight?
Can't you let me stay tonight?