Guest Room (Live in Brussels)

[Verse 1]

They're gonna send us to prison for jerks

For having vague ideas of the way to turn each other on again

They're gonna send us to prison for jerks

[Chorus]

They'll find us here

Here, here in the guest room

Where we throw money at each other and cry

Oh, my

[Verse 2]

We miss being ruffians, going wild and bright

In the corners of front yards, getting in and out of cars

We miss being deviants

[Chorus]

They'll find us here

Here, herе in the guest room

Wherе we throw money at each other and cry

Oh, my

[Post-Chorus]

We can't stay here

We're starting to stay the same

We can't stay here

We can't stay this way

[Bridge]

Just tie your woman to your wrist

Give her the room to tie the other

[Chorus]

They'll find us here

Here, here in the guest room

Where we throw money at each other and cry

Oh, my

[Audience Clapping]

[Spoken: Matt Berninger, Bryce Dessner]

This is a sad record

This is called "Racing Like a Pro"

It used to be, a lot of people thought it was "Racing Like a Pronoun"

They thought it was some sort of grammar lesson

I thought that, too. Is that not true?

It's not true. It's not

This is, don't worry about the grammar

It's not about pronouns, it's about professionals...