Mammoth Interpol

Spare me the suspense
Spare me the suspense
I got no currency, but I'm heaven-sent

So spare me the suspense
Just spare me the suspense

Hey, lady wraith
Oh, I so hope you try
You're late, babe, you know it's your time

I won't let you sit by
So cold in the pitch night
Alone you can't make amends
No, I won't let you sit by
So cold in the pitch night
We should dance like two fucking twins

Just spare me the suspense

There are seven ancient pawnshops along the road
I know seven aching daddies you may want to know

Ooh, right on

Hey, lady wraith
Oh baby, I can't deny
I got a taste, a taste, a taste and it's time