The Strokes

Slip back out of whack att your best.
It's a nightmare,
So I'm joining the army.
Know how folks back out, I still call.
Will you hate for me now?
We got the righteous advice to use it
Got everything but you can just choose it
I won't just be a puppet on a string
Don't go that way.
I'll wait for you.
And I'm tired of all your friends
Listening at your door
And I won't, I better call you.
So long, my friend and adversary.
But I will call you.
Get dressed, jump out of bed and do it best.