Tuxedos

Searching for Truth in Tuxedos: Cold War Kids' Reflective Melody
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Lyrics

I think about eyes that watch you.

Reflecting on the gaze of others, contemplating observation.

I think about changes I've made.

Contemplating personal transformations and changes.

I think about all this fancy food going down the drain.

Considering the wastefulness of extravagant food.

I spend a lot of time by myself,

Spending solitary time, imagining impactful speeches.

Imagining great speeches I'd make

Envisioning speeches to help others, a desire for positive influence.

To crowds of people; how can I help?

Pondering how to contribute to crowds, expressing uncertainty.

But what would I say?

Questioning the content of potential speeches, seeking purpose.


When will I find, when will I find someone to take?

Yearning for a meaningful connection, wondering when it will happen.

Or did I find and not realize, I was the fake.

Reflecting on past connections, questioning authenticity.


I love to be a stranger at a wedding.

Enjoying the anonymity of being a stranger at a wedding.

Cause tuxedos don't discriminate

Highlighting the impartiality of tuxedos as a disguise.

A perfect disguise, so be cool and fill up your plate.

Encouraging others to maintain composure and enjoy life.


When will I find, when will I find someone to take?

Continuing the search for a meaningful connection.

Or did I find and not realize, I was the fake.

Questioning past encounters, exploring personal authenticity.

When will I find, when will I find someone to take?

Reiterating the desire to find a genuine connection.

For the millionth time, for the millionth time I was the fake.

Expressing a recurring realization of personal insincerity.

I was the fake, I was to blame.

Acknowledging personal responsibility and fault.


I think about eyes that watch you.

Repeating thoughts about being observed by others.

I think about changes I've made.

Reiterating contemplation of personal changes.

I think about all this fancy food

Returning to the theme of wastefulness regarding luxurious food.

Going down the drain, down the drain, down the drain

Emphasizing the continuous loss or waste of valuable aspects.

Going down the drain, down the drain, down the drain

Repetition of the theme of things going down the drain.

Going down the drain, the drain, the drain, the drain, the drain

Intensifying the imagery of loss or decline.

Going down the drain

Concluding with the imagery of things going down the drain.

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