Lletres: Bloc Party. This Is Not A Competition.

This is not a competition
You will see when I am gone
Can't you see that I am trying?
Love fifteen; fifteen all
I made a vow to carry you home
If you fall sick, if you pass out
I made a vow to rescue you
If you're in trouble, if you flake out

If you need to ask
I ache because you ache

What was it you could not tell me?
Why are there cuts on your arm?
What is it you run away from?
Why have all the clocks stopped?