Juveniles - The Walkmen

You’re with someone else

Tomorrow night

Doesn’t matter to me

'Cause as the sun dies

Into the hill

You got all I need

You pulled a blanket across my eyes

It’s a tragedy

Take a lonely look, from my sake

It’s a tragedy

Oh country air

Is good for me

No matter who’s side I’m on

Like these dead leaves

Dried in the sun

I’ll be up and gone

There’s a stranger at her side

Oh Lord

He’s a wiser man than I

Oh Lord

I am a good man

By any count

And I see better things to come

Could she be right

When she repeats

I am the lucky one

You’re one of us

Or one of them?

You’re one of us

Or one of them?