weepling:

The Maccabees || The Real Thing

I’m blowing back the kisses I blew to you before, blew to you before.
And I’m tearing up the letters saying I adore, saying I adore you.

And I will wait for the real thing
I will wait for the real thing

So you, you could wear a dress out, chin will hit the floor
Your chin will hit the floor.
And you could flutter those lashes I’ve been trying to ignore, 
Been trying to ignore you.

And I will wait for the real thing
I will wait for the real thing

You might as well quit if you haven’t got it.