Bloc Party - The Peace Offering lyrics
[Bloc Party - The Peace Offering lyrics]
I was filming my final scene the other day
When something really rather grave
Came over me
"Don't take it so personal, " you used to say
"It’s only a game"
The first thing I lost was
Belief in the system
But in the end, the system always wins
I bet you wanna know what happens next
Don't you? Patience
So if I'm being frank
I have no need for your scented candles
I don’t need your peace offering
I'd rather have the money you spent
If I'm being frank
So I ride into town on a blood-red horse
Thinking about the thought that
Connects all thoughts
Where did it get you being Mr plus One?
You're not being honest
As Heaven's my witness i did you no harm
There was no, no malice in my heart
Even after everything you've done
No, I don't wish you
Death by stinging nettles
I don't with you death by
A thousand paper cuts no, not anymore
But, I, I think it’s better
You, you stay where you are
And I continue to support you from afar
Through the whispered words of mutual friends
Or the Society Pages
Of the Evening Standard magazine
See, I remember how you operate
And I see now what was really at stake
So when we meet again at the crossroads
And you see me the way I see you
There will be no bitterness
Just next time, do the right thing
Do the right thing don’t be evil
And do the right thing
When something really rather grave
Came over me
"Don't take it so personal, " you used to say
"It’s only a game"
The first thing I lost was
Belief in the system
But in the end, the system always wins
I bet you wanna know what happens next
Don't you? Patience
So if I'm being frank
I have no need for your scented candles
I don’t need your peace offering
I'd rather have the money you spent
If I'm being frank
So I ride into town on a blood-red horse
Thinking about the thought that
Connects all thoughts
Where did it get you being Mr plus One?
You're not being honest
As Heaven's my witness i did you no harm
There was no, no malice in my heart
Even after everything you've done
No, I don't wish you
Death by stinging nettles
I don't with you death by
A thousand paper cuts no, not anymore
But, I, I think it’s better
You, you stay where you are
And I continue to support you from afar
Through the whispered words of mutual friends
Or the Society Pages
Of the Evening Standard magazine
See, I remember how you operate
And I see now what was really at stake
So when we meet again at the crossroads
And you see me the way I see you
There will be no bitterness
Just next time, do the right thing
Do the right thing don’t be evil
And do the right thing