Texty: The Black Keys. Attack and Release. Same Old Thing.

It don't matter where you been
The people try to do you in
Every day till dawn
There's some thieving going on, oh
Oh no, hurt me so

Just the same old thing
Just the same old thing
No matter how much love you try to bring
Just the same old thing

You got a callous heart
From being torn apart
Now you labor every day
Love life drifts away, oh
Oh no, it hurts me so

Just the same old thing
Just the same old thing
No matter how much love you try to bring
Just the same old thing