The Age of the Understatement (The Last Shadow Puppets)

Decided to sneak off Away from your stomach and try your pulse You captured what seemed all unknowing and candid But they suspected it was false She?s playful, the boring would warn you Be careful of her brigade In order to tame this relentless marauder Move away from the parade She was walking on the tables in the glasshouse And verily bedraggled in the wind Subtle in her method of seduction Twenty little tragedies begin And she would throw a feather boa in the road If she thought that it would set the scene Unfittingly dipped into your companions Enlightened them to make you see And there?s affection to end The age of the understatement Before the attraction ferments Kiss me properly and pull me apart Affection to rent The age of the understatement Before this attraction ferments Kiss me properly and pull me apart And my fingers scratch at my hair Before my mind can get too reckless The idea of seeing you here Is enough to make the sweat go cold