Born to Beg - The National

Crushed on the train, we’d stand by the window

Sweat through the hot parts of June

We hugged it out and ducked it on purpose

Nothing else I needed to do

I was born, born to beg for you

Later that year in the back of the Warsaw

I thought you and I might be okay

Spinning and quiet, you leaned in against me

Said, «I'm gonna have it all someday»

I was born, born to beg for you

I was born, born to beg for you

I’d cry, crawl.

I’d do it all

Teakettle love, I’d do anything

I’d cry, crawl.

I’d do it all

Teakettle love, I’d do anything

New York is older and changing its skin again

It dies every ten years and then it begins again

If your heart was in it, I’d stay a minute

I’m dying to be taken apart

I was born, born to beg for you

I was born, born to beg for you

I’d cry, crawl.

I’d do it all

Teakettle love, I’d do anything

I’d cry, crawl.

I’d do it all

Teakettle love, I’d do anything