Obsolete

Tame Impala

Compositor: Kevin Parker

Talking's cheap, but the words come clean
Promises get old, big and hard to keep
Tell me, please, 'cause I'm losing sleep
Do you want my love? Is it obsolete?

Always was so easy hanging out
But it sure doesn't feel like that now
I know that you have been feeling rough
Or are you falling out of love?

Talking's cheap, but the words come clean
Promises get old, big and hard to keep

Tell it to me straight, don't tell me lies
Believe what I say, I'll be your right
'Cause I'm already talking like it's done
Same things like at least we had some fun
And things like I guess we met too young

But the words cut deep
Promises get old, big and hard to keep
Tell me, please, 'cause I'm losing sleep
Do you want my love? Is it obsolete?
Jealousy liking under me
It's so warm inside that you never see
Tell me, please, tell me honestly
Do you want my love? Is it obsolete?

Just tell me what is up, tell me what is up
I've almost had enough, you're playing with my love
Just tell me what is up, yes really, what the fuck?
I may not be a man, but I would understand
I would understand
I may not be a man, but I would understand
Just tell it like it used to be, baby
Just say I'm right, I'll do the best, baby