Lyrics Not Alone - Hot Chip

We used to sing a song of innocence
But then I found out what its meaning was
It stripped away the way I felt inside
And in a moment I knew something died

How could I hold up all the heroes now?
It's never the heroines that let us down
People always take advantage of
The ones whose kindness is beyond their love

You break it, I take it
Why am I always the one who will take you home?
You break it, I take it
Why am I always thе one who will take you home?

I usеd to sing with all the other boys
Playing chords instead of holding toys
The other day I sat within a room
A girl I barely knew, she played our tune

She showed me how we put our feelings down
And in that moment turned my life around
We'd played the music wrong in every town
But somehow people heard our special sound

You think no one knows
'Bout the darkness that you feel
You're not alone
I know your mind, I know it's real
You think no one knows
'Bout the darkness that you feel
You're not alone
I know your mind, I know it's real

We need a break from this kind of heartache
From this kind of heartache, from this kind of heartache
Know when it aches, it is only heartbreak
We need a break from this kind of heartache
You know when it aches, it is kind of heartache

Now we sit and share the smaller floor
Holding court instead of holding chords
We raise our glasses in remembrance
When only yesterday we took our chance

How can I help you to complete your song
If all I do is get the meaning wrong?
Anxiety can only kill a man
If he always turns away the helping hound

You think no one knows
'Bout the darkness that you feel
You're not alone
I know your mind, I know it's real

We need a break from this kind of heartache
All the rest is noise
We need a break from this kind of heartache
Get together

I still, I still, I still long for your voice
Get together, get together, get together
It holds me, I, holds me, I, holds me, I have no choice

All the rest is noise
Get together, get together, get together
We need a break from this kind of heartache