Phantogram, Hozier, and Young the Giant??? Yes, please.
WastedYou tell the truth when you could’ve liedAnd troubles are on the rise ’cause you’re in disguise, ohAnd if it isn’t meThen pack your bags and leave
I couldn’t utter my love when it counted
Ah, but I’m singing like a bird ’bout it now
Oh girl, I’ve got that silvertongue
Got, got that silver, silvertongue
Drives you into delirium
Got, got, that silver, got that silvertongue like
