作词 : Alex Turner

作曲 : Arctic Monkeys

If you were there, beware,

the serpent soul pinches

Three hundred and fifty no-thank-you's and nobody flinches

Go on, girl, go on, give us something gruesome

We require your grief for thugs and the thiefs

As they're trying to rob the words from her gob

And take the source of the innocence

And if you were there, beware,

the serpent soul pinches

You can't, you said she was never

meant to fill column inches

And you had enough, what you're trying to dig up

Isn't there to be dug, the thiefs and the thugs

As they're trying to be digger graves of her sweetheart

And to the point, she'll comply

And why leave her on her own?

If I'd have known, then I wouldn't have said it

I wouldn't have said it if I would have known

Why leave her on her own?

If I predicted tears, then I wouldn't have said it

I wouldn't have said it if I would had known

Ahh ahh ahh...

There's a circle of witches,

ambitiously vicious they are

And our attempts to remind them of reason

won't get us that far

And I don't know what it is that they want

I don't know what it is that they want

But I haven't got it to give

She hasn't got it to give.