Frightened by the bite though it's no harsher than the bark

I am so addicted to the Arctic Monkeys right now. This song is leading my current obsession.




I adore the line "In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side with your hands between your thighs". I think it's so straightforward and one might even call it perverse, but I think it's beautiful and almost haunting in its honesty.

So I'm going to keep listening instead of finishing my Spanish composition.