Everyone Requires a Plan - The Lumineers

He whispers secrets through a thick mustache
And she listens to him flicks her cigarette's ash
And smoke hangs velvet curtains, and hides her lips
And she hopes the helmet's worth all her health risks

I know it was you
I know it was you

'Cause everyone requires a plan
I can't give you
It's all been a sleight of hand

I know it was you
I know it was you

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