Franz Ferdinand

You toss in a word
and I'm your villain
I see the passion emerge
and I'm your villain
But serious
You're so serious
Like a waiter
Hating the rich
But taking their tips

If I could laugh I'd love you
If I could smile at anything you said
We could be laughing lovers
I think you'd prefer to be miserable instead
If I could love I'd love you
If I could love like anybody else

I know what I am
and I'm your villain
although I don't give a damn if
I'm your villain
Because serious
You're so serious
But I've got ready salted
ready on your belly
If you want to have fun

See you later, baby See you later...