English: She was hot
Alex Turner: If you were heat seeking, she was hard to ignore
English: You don't look so good
Alex Turner: You look like you've been for breakfeast at the heartbreak hotel and sat in the back booth by the pamphlets and the literature on how to loose.
I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you