Up Against The Wall - Peter Bjorn & John

Guess I should have caught your call

But I just had to waste the phone, forget it all

Bones are trembling, hands are cold

You don’t know how that feels

You’ve got me up against the wall

Maybe we could make this work

But I just had to leave before it’s getting worse

I don’t know what you came here for

It’s almost that I wish we hadn’t met at all

Your slap just like a wake-up call

The bruises on my face don’t bother me at all

Bones are trembling, hands are cold

It’s almost that I wish you had me up against the wall