Got my stitches stitched. Got my fixes fixed. In my aching head. I got my kisses slipped. All gossip lips telling every word I said, i said. I got your love letters corrected for grammar. And sent them back. It's true romance is dead. I shot it in the chest and in the head.
And If you wanna go down in history then i'm your prince. Becuase they got me in a bad way. I've never seen a heart I couldn't break. It was never about the song, it was competition. Make the biggest scene. Make the biggest... Chorus: Which came first? The music or the misery? We're high fashion, We're last chances
Which came first? The music or the misery? We're high fashion We're last chances. (end chorus) I'm casually upset. And in forgiving debt. I am a different yet. I am a total wreck. I'm every cliche. But I simply do it best.
And If you wanna go down in history then i'm your prince. Becuase they got me in a bad way. I've never seen a heart I couldn't break. It was never about the song, it was competition. Make the biggest scene. Make the biggest... (chorus 2x) Go!! I went to sleep a poet And I woke up a fraud. So calm your nerves, I'm feeling for my clothes in the drawer. (chorus 3x) That is like, one of my favorite songs by Fall Out Boy. Some of the words may be wrong. But I wasn't looking at the lyric book. So deal with it! You lousy bunch'a sopranoes!!!! Bye-bye!
Angel-of-Night1790 · Mon Apr 10, 2006 @ 02:30am · 0 Comments |