Lirieke: Kings Of Leon. Because Of The Times. Black Thumbnail.

My cold, cold sailor heart says get on your way
I ain't to proud to say but thats how I'm made.
I'll be that person 'til my dying day
I try so awful hard, but I can't change.

From runways to the road, I ramble alone
This thumbnail sized of a heart is black as coal
Your beauty, it still brings me to my knees
Don't waste a tear on me, this is my disease

Don't need no slow man
Don't need no slow man
I know I'm picking up speed
Don't need no slow man

Those preppy boys in blue
They're making fun of us
So we take it to the streets
Cause we want to be first
But we're not here to make your children bleed
We're here to come around with the tumble weed

Don't need no slow man
Don't need no slow man
I know I'm picking up speed
Don't need no slow man
Now guitar, go get her!

Don't take these boots off me when you're thinking I'm dead
I'll still be running from the demon in my head
I'll be that person 'til my dying day
I try so awful hard, but I can't change

Don't need no slow man
Don't need no slow man
I know I'm picking up speed
Don't need no slow man
Don't need no...

(Thanks to Remy for correcting these lyrics)