作词 : Matt Berninger

作曲 : Aaron Dessner/Bryan Devendorf/Bryce Dessner/Matt Berninger/Scott Devendorf

I don't need you, I don't need you

Besides I barely ever see you anymore

And when I do it feels you're only halfway there

Young mothers love me even ghosts of

Girlfriends call from Cleveland

They will meet me anytime and anywhere

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?

Don't do this, I don't do this to you

Don't expect me to enjoy it

'Cause I really don't have the courage not to turn the volume up inside my ears

For years I used to put my head inside the speakers

In the hallway when you get too high and talk forever

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?

I get a little punchy with the vodka just like my great uncle Valentine Jester did

But he had to deal with those people like you who made no goddamn common sense

I’d rather walk all the way home right now than to spend one more second in this place

I’m exactly like you Valentine, just come outside and leave with me

Let's just get high enough to see our problems

Let’s just get high enough to see our fathers’ houses

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?

The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?