She says she's no good with words but I'm worse Barely stuttered out "A joke of a romantic, " or stuck to my tongue Weighed down with words too overdramatic Tonight it's "it can't get much worse" Vs. "no one should ever feel like... "
I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds These words are all I have so I write them So you need them just to get by
Dance, dance We're falling apart to half time Dance, dance And these are the lives you love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me
You always fold just before you're found out Drink up its last call Last resort But only the first mistake
I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds These words are all I have so I write them So you need them just to get by
Why don't you show me the little bit of spine You've been saving for his mattress, love
Dance, dance We're falling apart to half time Dance, dance And these are the lives you love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me
Why don't you show me the little bit of spine You've been saving for his mattress I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me
Dance, dance We're falling apart to half-time Dance, dance And these are the lives you love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love Dance, this is the way they'd love Dance, this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me
Compositores: Andrew John Hurley (BMI), Joseph Mark Trohman (BMI), Patrick Martin Stumph (BMI), Peter Wentz (BMI)Editores: Chicago X Softcore Songs (BMI), Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)Publicado em 2005ECAD verificado obra #1757405 e fonograma #1927406 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM