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in alphabetical order, for your refrence, oh yeah, thank me! lol jk.
7 minutes in heaven:
[Backing vocals by Brendon Urie of Panic! At The Disco]
I’m sleeping my way out of this one
With anyone who will lie down
I’ll be stuck fixated on one star
When the world is crashing down
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I’m not the desperate type
But you’ve got me looking in through blinds
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I’m not the desperate type
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn’t you
I’m not going home alone
Cause I don’t do too well
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn’t you
I’m not going home alone
Cause I don’t do too well on my own
The only thing worse than not knowing
Is you thinking that I don’t know
I’m having another episode
I just need a stronger dose
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I’m not the desperate type
But you’ve got me looking in through blinds
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I’m not the desperate type
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn’t you
I’m not going home alone
Cause I don’t do too well
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn’t you
I’m not going home alone
Cause I don’t do too well on my own
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I’m not the desperate type
But you’ve got me looking in through blinds
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I’m not the desperate type
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn’t you
I’m not going home alone
Cause I don’t do too well on my own
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A little less sixteen candles, a little more touch me:
I confess, I messed up
Dropping, I’m sorry, like you ‘re still around
And I know you dressed up
Hey kid, you’ll never live this down
You’re just the girl all the boys want to dance with
And I’m just a boy who’s had too many chances
I’m sleeping on your folk’s porch again, dreaming
She said, she said, she said, “Why don’t you just drop dead?”
I don’t blame you for being you
But you can’t blame me for hating it
so say, “what are you waiting for? Kiss her! Kiss her!”
I set my clocks early ’cause I know I’m always late
Write me off, give up on me
‘Cause darling what did you expect
I’m just off a lost cause
A long shot, don’t even take this bet
You can make all the moves, you can aim all the spotlights
Get all the sighs and the moans just right
I’m sleeping on your folk’s porch again, dreaming
She said, she said, she said, “Why don’t you just drop dead?”
I don’t blame you for being you
But you can’t blame me for hating it
So Say, “What are you waiting for? Kiss her! kiss her!”
I set my clocks early ’cause I know I’m always late
Always on (always on)
You said you’d keep me honest
Always on (Always on)
But I won’t call you on it
Always on (Always on)
I don’t blame you for being you
But you can’t blame me for hating it
So Say, “What are you waiting for? Kiss her! Kiss her!”
I set my clocks early ’cause I know I’m always late
I set my clocks early ’cause I know I’m always late
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Austin, we have a problem:
Austin, We Have A Problem
We’re pretty boys
For secret girls
Who never stood a ch-ch-ch-ch-chance in the world
I’m not ready for sincerity
I’d tell any lie to keep you listen-listen-listen-listening
I gave you pretentious.
I gave you indifference, but you only wanted undressed and defenseless.
With all your cheap words about hearts and accidents
Who are you kidding? (Who are you kidding?)
So listen-listen-listen
Sincerity’s in
So don’t you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath
In a year no one will even care.
If it’s in
So don’t you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath
In a year
Everyone loves an underdog
That’s why you’re singing along.
With all your cheap words
Who are you kidding?
We’re pretty boys
For secret girls
Who are you kidding?
Sincerity’s in
So don’t you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath
In a year no one will even care.
If it’s in
So don’t you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath
In a year
(Hey! Everyone loves an underdog)
(Hey! Everyone loves an underdog)
When the hook sets in
And this all ends.
I’ll wish it never began,
Oh I will die without the attention.
When the hook sets in
And when this all ends.
I will wish it never began,
Oh I will die without the attention.
Oh I will die without the attention.
Sincerity’s in
So don’t you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath
In a year no one will even care.
If it’s in
So don’t you sound like you mean it
Hold back your breath
In a year
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Bang the doldrums:
wrote a goodbye note in lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn’t bring myself to call
Except to call it quits
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars
This city says…
Come hell or high water
Well I’m feeling hot and wet
I can’t commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars
The tombstones were waiting
They were half-engraved
They knew it was over
Just didn’t know the date
And I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me
The same way I think of you
This is a love song in my own way
I believe the raftor didn’t know the waist
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
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Beat it (like best one yet!)
They told him don’t you ever come around here
Don’t wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fire’s in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
You better run, you better do what you can
Don’t wanna see no blood, don’t be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin’ how funky strong is your fight
It doesn’t matter who’s wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
They’re out to get you, better leave while you can
Don’t wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
You have to show them that you’re really not scared
You’re playin’ with your life, this ain’t no truth or dare
They’ll kick you, then they beat you,
Then they’ll tell you it’s fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin’ how funky strong is your fight
It doesn’t matter who’s wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin’ how funky strong is your fight
It doesn’t matter who’s wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin’ how funky strong is your fight
It doesn’t matter who’s wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin’ how funky strong is your fight
It doesn’t matter who’s wrong or who’s right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin’ how funky strong is your fight
It doesn’t matter who’s wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin’ how funky strong is your fight
It doesn’t matter who’s wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
———————————
calm before the storm:
I sat outside my front window…this story’s going somewhere:
“He’s well hung,” and I am hanging up.
Well there’s a song on the radio that says:
“Let’s get this party started.”
So let’s get this party started.
What you do on your own time’s just fine.
My imagination’s much worse, I just never want to know.
What meant the world had folded
like legs and fingers holding onto what escapes me;
what he has: a better kiss that never lasts.
You said, between your smiles and regrets: “Don’t say it’s over.”
Dead and gone, dead and gone, yeah
Calm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight.
A reception less than warm set it off, and the sun burnt out to…
This is me standing in the arch of the door
hating that look that’s on your face
that says there’s another fool like me.
There’s one born every minute, there’s one born every minute.
What you do on your own time’s just fine.
My imagination’s much worse, I just never want to know.
What meant the world imploded, inflated then demoted all my oxygen
to product gas and suffocated my last chance.
You said, between your smiles and regrets: “Don’t say it’s over.”
Dead and gone, dead and gone, yeah, woah
Calm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight.
A reception less than warm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight.
Calm before the storm, set it off, set it off, woah
Calm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight.
A reception less than warm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight, yeah…
Woah…yeah…
Sun burnt out tonight
Woah…
The sun burnt out tonight
—————————————–
Carpal tunnel of love:
We take sour sips
From life’s lush lips
We shake shake shake the hips
In relationships
Stop by this disaster town
You’ll put your eyes to the sun and say “I know”
You’re only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding
And we might have started singing just a little soon
We’re throwing the stones in a glass room.
Whoa ah oh it’s a miserable story
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
We keep the beat,
With your blistered feet
We bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing
Slept through the weekend
And dream
Sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity
Your pulse comes from a pharmacist, saying “how you been”?
We might of said good byes just a little soon
(Somehow this disaster town)
Our beliefs of kissing beats over this room
Whoa ah oh it’s a miserable story
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
Whoa ah oh it’s a miserable story
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche
When the pearls in our shells came out to dance
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle
But I?m just tired yawns for fawns on hunter?s lawns
We?re the has-beens of husbands
Sharpening the knives of young wives
Think you could find time call me when you get home?
Take your self apart find yourself with love.
Whoa ah oh it’s a miserable story
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
Whoa ah oh it’s a miserable story
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
——————————————
Champaigne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends:
You are a getaway car, a rush of blood to the head
But me, I’m just the covers on top of your bed
You steer away in a rear view mirror, you make my head swim
I keep you warm and won’t ask you where you’ve been
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin
When it’s said and done they’re all scrambling
And we’re friends, we’re friends
Just because we move units
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it’s such a shame
Such a shame
The sounds of this small town make my ears hurt (make my ears hurt)
Oh yeah, you caught me. But I caught you one worse
They say, “You want a war? You’ve got a war.”
But who are you fighting for?
The tides out, the ship’s run aground
We drown traitors in shallow water
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin
When it’s said and done they’re all scrambling
And we’re friends, we’re friends
Just because we move units
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it’s such a shame
Such a shame
Everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it’s such a shame
Such a shame
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames
We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining
Everyone deserves the flames but it’s such a shame
Such a shame
————————————————–
Chicago is so two years ago:
my heart is on my sleeve
wear it like a bruise or blackeye
my badge, my witness
that means that i believed
every single lie you said
cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains i went through to avoid you
and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention i still hate you
but there’s a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor’s house
she took me down and said:
“boys like you are overrated. so save your breath.”
loaded words and loaded friends
are loaded guns to our heads
cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap negates the pains i went through to avoid you
and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention i still hate you
but there’s a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor’s house
you want apologies
girl, you might hold your breath
until your breathing stops forever, forever
the only thing you’ll get
is this curse on your lips:
i hope they taste of me forever
and there’s a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor’s
with every breath i wish your body will be broken again, again
with every breath i wish your body would be broken again, again
with every breath i wish your body will be broken again, again
with every breath i wish your body would be broken again
—————————————————–
Dance,Dance:
She says she’s no good with words but I’m worse
Barely stuttered out
A joke of a romantic stuck to my tongue
And weighed down with words too overdramatic
Tonight it’s “it cant 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 and I…
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’ll write them
So you need them just to get by
Why don’t you show me a 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 a little bit of spine
You’ve been saving for his mattress (mattress, 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
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
Dance, Dance
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Dead on Arrival:
i hope this is the last time
’cause i’d never say no to you
this conversation’s been dead on arrival
and there’s no way to talk to you
this conversation’s been dead on
a rivalry goes so deep between me
and this loss of sleep over you
this is side one
flip me over
i know i’m not your favorite record
the songs you grow to like never stick at first
so i’m writing you a chorus
and here is your verse
no, it’s not the last time
’cause i’d never say no to you
this conversation’s still dead on arrival
and there’s no way to talk to you
when you’re dead on
a rivalry goes so deep between me
and this loss of sleep over you
this is side one
flip me over
i know i’m not your favorite record
the songs you grow to like never stick at first
so i’m writing you a chorus
and here is your…
whoo!
this is side one
flip me over
i know i’m not your favorite record
so-o-o-o
this is side one
flip me over
this is side one
flip me over
i know i’m not your favorite record
the songs you grow to like never stick at first
so i’m writing you a chorus
and here is your verse
here is your…
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Don’t You Know Who I Think I Am?
A penny for your thoughts
But a dollar for your insides
And a fortune for your disaster
I’m just a painter
And I’m drawing a blank
We only want to sing you to sleep,
In your bedroom speakers
We need umbrellas on the inside
Get me just right
They say quitters never win
But we walk the plank on a sinking ship
There’s a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down
I could learn to pity fools
As I’m the worst of all
And I can’t stop,
feeling sorry for myself
We only want to sing you to sleep,
In your bedroom speakers
We need umbrellas on the inside
Get me just right
They say quitters never win
But we walk the plank on a sinking ship
There’s a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down
We only want to sing you to sleep
We only want to sing you to sleep
They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There’s a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down.
They say quitters never win
We walk the plank we walk the plank
There’s a world outside of my front door.
That gets off on being down.
Broken down on memory lane
Alone together alone
Broken down on memory lane
Alone together alone
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Fame Infamy:
I’m a preacher
Sweating in the pew
For the salvation
I’m bringing you
I’m a salesman
I’m selling you hooks, and plans
And myself, making demands
(Chorus)
When I’m home alone
I just dance by myself
And you pull my hips so close
Volume goes with the truth
Signing off “I’m alright in bed
But I’m better with a pen”
The kid was alright
But it went to his head
I am God’s gift
Why would He bless me with
Such wit without
A conscience equipped
I’m addicted to the way i feel
When I think of you
“There’s too much green
To feel blue”
(Chorus)
When I’m home alone
I just dance by myself
And you pull my hips so close
Volume goes with the truth
Signing off “I’m alright in bed
But I’m better with a pen”
The kid was alright
But it went to his head
When I’m home alone
I just dance by myself
And you pull my hips so close
Volume goes with the truth
Signing off “I’m alright in bed
But I’m better with a pen”
The kid was alright
But it went to his head
——————————-
Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying
This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters
But we never stood a chance
And I’m not sure if it matters
If you are the shores, I am the waves begging for big moons
I?m mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town
(your secret’s out)
I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to)
Your secret’s out and the best part is it isn’t even a good one
And it’s mind over you don’t, don’t matter
This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters
But it must be said again that all us boys are just screaming
Into microphones for attention
Because we’re just so bored
We never knew that you would pick it apart, oh
I’m falling apart to songs about hips and hearts
(your secret’s out)
I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to)
Your secret’s out and the best part is it isn’t even a good one
And it’s mind over you don’t, don’t matter
I used to obsess over living,
Now I only obsess over you
Tell me you’d like boys like me better
In the dark lying on top of you
This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters [x4]
I know this hurts, it was meant to (it was meant to)
Your secret’s out and the best part is it isn’t even a good one
And it’s mind over you don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t matter
[Talking:]
From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How my worst fears are letting out
He said why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking’s just a waste of breath
And living’s just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
And this is you and me
And me and you
Until we’ve got nothing left
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lyrics that are coming soon on april 20th!!
