The Sun The Naked and Famous

[Chorus]
Here it comes
The unavoidable sun weighs my head
And what the hell have I done
And you know
I don't remember a thing
I don't remember
A thing

[Verse 1]
So I'm done
Am I placating the notes?
Should I fault
Cut off my tongue
So you say
Apparently I'm digging it in
I can't feel
A thing
(A thing, a thing, a thing, a thing)
And you've won
So I go bury my head
In the ground
Yet I won't lose what I said
In the sound of the words and the note that it brings
No I can't feel
A thing