Interpol Slow Hands

Yeah but nobody searches, Nobody cares somehow, When the loving that you ve wasted, Comes raining from a hapless cloud, And I might stop and look upon your face, Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze, See the living that surrounds me, Dissipate in a violet place, Can t you see what you ve done to my heart and soul , This is a wasteland now, We spies, We slow hands, Put the weights around yourself, We spies, Oh yeah, we slow hands, You put the weights all around yourself now, I submit my incentive is romance