Death Cab For Cutie

I've got a hunger
Twisting my stomach into knots.
That my tongue has tied off.

My brain's repeating
"If you've got an impulse let it out"
But they never make it past my mouth.

Bop ba,Bop ba, this is the sound of settling
Bop ba, Bop ba
(x2)

Our youth is fleeting,
Old age is just around the bend.
And I can't wait to go gray.

And I'll sit and wonder
Of every love that could've been.
If I'd only thought of something charming to say.

Bop ba,Bop ba, this is the sound of settling
Bop ba, Bop ba.
(x4)

I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots.