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Lyrics: Cold War Kids. Mine Is Yours. Skip The Charades.

Ooh, hmm, ohh
Ooh, oh-whoa
Ooh, oh-whoa
Ooh

You wait on letters
Fishing for any sign of life
Drinks after dinner
Your friends will get you to unwind

Let's skip the charades
Can we just speak plain?

I'm two left feet when
I'm home, we tap-danced on broken glass
Somehow you managed
To keep your sense of humor in tact

Let's skip the charades
You're seeing right through me anyway
Can we just speak plain?
We're playing for the same team

But I'm the one that's acting like, acting like, acting like
I'm so strong
You're the one that's acting like, acting like, acting like
Nothing's wrong

You dodged the bullet
You do your best when you're busiest
But you're disconnected
You can't find your name in the script

It was you who were wildest
It was you who floated above us all
I held on with wires
Will you come back down if I let you go?

Let's skip the charades
You're seeing right through me anyway
Can we just speak plain?
We're playing for the same team

But I'm the one that's acting like I'm so strong
You're the one that's acting like nothing's wrong
I'm the one that's acting like I'm so strong
You're the one that's acting like nothing's wrong

Can we skip the charades, just speak plain?
Can we skip the charades, just speak plain?
Can we skip the charades, just speak plain?
And skip the charades

Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
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