The Killers - Mr.Brightside
Now they're going to bed, and my stomache is sick, and it's all in my head, but shes touching his chest now, he takes of her dress now, let me go.
and I just cant look, its killing me... and taking control
jealousy, turning saints into the sea, swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis, but its just the price i pay, destiny is calling me, open up my eager eyes, cus im Mr.Brightside. :D