Fire and the Thud (Arctic Monkeys)

You showed me my tomorrow Beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen Might just ring true Depends who you prefer But if it's true you're gonna run away Tell me where I'll meet you there Am I snapping the excitement If I pack away the laguther And tell you how it feels And does burden come to meet ya If I've questions of the feature that runs on your dream wheel The day after you stole my heart, Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you And you're hiding in my soup And the book reveals your face And there's a splashing in my eyelids The concentration continually breaks I did request the mark you cast Didn't heal as fast I hear your vioce in silences Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud? And the jostling crowd You're not allowed to tell the truth And the photobooth's a liar And the sharpened explanations But there's no screaming reason to inquire I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes with things they never see if it smacks in their temples