The Walkmen - It's A Crime That I Complain lyrics

I've grown accustomed to you I've grown accustomed to you The way you speak It's a crime that I complain Sometimes I get to thinking of Times I've past and some useless crap It's a crime that I complain Baby, I was beat or perhaps I just got bored Baby, conversation can carry more And now and then I get drunk to hell I wake up sick, and I hate myself It's a crime that I complain I don't mind the quiet Talking is such a drag Forget it, forget it Forget it, forget it