Bed Head (Local Natives Version)

Arguing with the dead
I'm not alone but it sure feels like someone left
Deaf notes and talking heads
Carrying on your debt
Blood on the bed head and volumes you left unsaid
Let 'em talk and let her have it, now I'm afraid you're alone

Oh, my God
Let me relinquish and start to distinguish my past and my time
Oh, my God
Let me extinguish the habit, the sequence, the loss in my mind
Now I believe in

Clawing against your skin
Clutching my neck said, "It's all supposed to end like this"
You and I are panoramic
Now I'm afraid of the ghost

Oh, my God
Let me relinquish and start to distinguish my past and my time
Oh, my God
Let me extinguish the habit, the sequence, the loss in my mind
Now I believe in the