Nothing To Do
There's panic on the streets, man is obsolete
The wires got crossed and now we don't speak
There's a deer in the pool and Sperry's on the line
He's looking for directions, tell me, is this your place or mine?
And the kid is getting tall, he's running up the wall
On the list of complaints is you don't call
'Cause you, you want nothing to do with love
You want nothing to do with love
I got the message (I got the message)
It's only legend after all
Nothing to do with-
Touched by the thunder and kissed by the rain
I'm a man on a mission of going insane
There's a gold in the breeze, it's running in your hair
Is it in my head, is neither here nor there?
And a picture framed of the day we met
It's a mystery, how could I forget
That you, you want nothing to do with love
You want nothing to do with love
I got the message (I got the message)
I got the number off the wall
You want nothing to do with love
Nothing to do with love
You want nothing to do with love
Nothing to do with love
Nothing to do with her
There's panic on the street, man is obsolete
Our wires got crossed, and now we don't-
The wires got crossed and now we don't speak
There's a deer in the pool and Sperry's on the line
He's looking for directions, tell me, is this your place or mine?
And the kid is getting tall, he's running up the wall
On the list of complaints is you don't call
'Cause you, you want nothing to do with love
You want nothing to do with love
I got the message (I got the message)
It's only legend after all
Nothing to do with-
Touched by the thunder and kissed by the rain
I'm a man on a mission of going insane
There's a gold in the breeze, it's running in your hair
Is it in my head, is neither here nor there?
And a picture framed of the day we met
It's a mystery, how could I forget
That you, you want nothing to do with love
You want nothing to do with love
I got the message (I got the message)
I got the number off the wall
You want nothing to do with love
Nothing to do with love
You want nothing to do with love
Nothing to do with love
Nothing to do with her
There's panic on the street, man is obsolete
Our wires got crossed, and now we don't-
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Jared Followill, Anthony Caleb Followill, Ivan Nathan Followill, Cameron Matthew Followill
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