In a tapestry of cryptic lyrics and moody instrumentation, Interpol explores themes of disconnection, emotional turmoil, and the complexities of intimate relationships. The narrator grapples with feelings of uncertainty and introspection, addressing a partner who has vacillated between frustration and sedation, suggesting a tumultuous dynamic. The recurring motif of "two hundred couches" symbolizes transient comfort but also hints at underlying instability and escape. The lyrics convey a sense of resignation and distance, highlighting the futility and inevitable end in strained relationships. The song artfully encapsulates the struggle to reconcile past actions and the ambivalence toward present emotions, framing the space between characters as both a sanctuary and a barrier. This nuanced portrayal of relational adversity invites listeners to reflect on their own experiences with intimacy and isolation.
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Lyrics
Yours is the only version of my desertion that I could ever subscribe to
That is all that I can do
You are a past dinner, the last winner, I'm raking all around me
Until the last drop is behind you
You're so cute when you're frustrated, dear
Well, you're so cute when you're sedated, dear
I'm resting
Sleep tight, grim rite
We have two hundred couches where you can sleep tight, grim rite
We have two hundred couches where you can sleep tight, grim rite
We have two hundred couches where you can sleep tonight
Sleep tonight, sleep tonight
Sleep tonight
You are the only person who's completely certain there's nothing here to be into
That is all that you can do
You are a past sinner, the last winner and everything we've come to
It makes you, you
You cannot safely say while I will be away
That you will not consider sadly
How you helped me to stray
You will not reach me I am
Resenting a position that's fast resentment
And now I can consider now there is this distance so
Sleep tight, grim rite
We have two hundred couches where you can sleep tight, grim rite
We have two hundred couches where you can sleep tight, grim rite
We have two hundred couches where you can sleep tonight
Sleep tonight, sleep tonight
Sleep tonight
Something to say
Something to do
Nothing to say
When there's nothing to do (ah, ah)
Writer(s): Carlos Andres Dengler, Daniel Alexander Kessler, Paul Julian Banks
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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