You could have knocked me out with a feather. I know you've heard this all before, but we're just Hell's neighbors. Why, why, why won't the world revolve
Say my name, and his in the same breath, I Dare you to say they taste the same, Let the leaves fall off in the summer And let December glow in flames
Even i have to admit Life's just a pay stub on debt Only less diligent Hell or Glory I don't want anything in between Then came a baby boy with long
one Who gave up on you Who gave up on you [Gabe Saporta:] Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman Maybe he won't find out what I know You
Mr.Sandman showing his demon He walks into the room Walls lean in to listen Surf out blank waves Click back and forth Like old headlights sipping on
the same old song. As soon as we hit the hospital I know we're gonna leave this town. And keep new passports. Get out now! Tell that boy I'll leave
Have you ever wanted to disappear? And join a monastery Go out and preach young addicts straight Where will I be when I wake up next to a stranger On
on lead Your eyes are black in my starlight I'm the last of my kind (And as always I'm not addicted to you) Fall upon this token as religion of my head
I'm coming apart at the seams Pitching myself into other people's dreams Like buzz, buzz, buzz Doc, there's a hole where something was Doc, there's a
hot mess) Not the boy I was The boy I am is just venting, venting Dear gravity, you've held me down in this starless city Not the boy I was The boy I
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
Honey is for bees, silly bear Besides, there's jelly beans everywhere It's not what it seems in the land of dreams Don't worry your head just go to sleep
I'm a young one Stuck in the thoughts Of an old one's head When all the others were just stirring awake I'm trying to trick myself to fall asleep again
arms race (Now you) This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race (Wear out the groove) This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race (Sing out loud
Me and you Setting in a honeymoon If I woke up next to you If I woke up next to you Collect the bad habits That you couldn't bare to keep Out of the
Baby, seasons change but people don't. And I'll always be waiting in the back room. I'm boring but overcompensate with Headlines and flash, flash, flash
t make it. To the fans that held us down till everybody came around. Welcome. It's here. Last summer we took threes across the board But by fall we were
How cruel is the golden rule? When the lives we lived are only golden-plated And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me And though I
