Låttexter: Taking Back Sunday. Tell All Your Friends. Timberwolves at New Jersey.
Get up, get up, come on, come on, let's go
There's just a few things I think that you should know
Those words at best were worse than teenage poetry
Fragment ideas and too many pronouns
Stop it, come on, you're not making sense now
You can't make them want you, they're all just laughing
Literate and stylish, kissable and quiet
Well that's what girls dreams are made of
And that's all you need to know
You have it or you don't, you have it or you
You have it or you
You see how much time you're wastin'?
You're coward of seperatin'
Stop it, come on you know I can?t help it
I got the mic and you got the mosh pit
What will it take to make you admit that you were wrong?
Was his demise so carefully constructed?
Well let's just say I got what I wanted
'Cause in the end it?s always the same, let's go
Literate and stylish, kissable and quiet
Well that's what girls dreams are made of
And that's all you need to know
You have it or you don't, you have it or you don't, no
This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope down the barrel of a gun
Remind me not to ever act this way again
This is you trying hard to make sure that you're seen
With a girl on your arm and your heart on your sleeve
Remind me not to ever think of you again
This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope down the barrel of a gun
Remind me not to ever act this way again, [Incomprehensible]
This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
And my eye on the scope down the barrel of a gun
I'll never act this way again
Rest the weight you've had your chance and folded
Don't hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
Rest the weight you've had your chance and folded
Don't hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
This is me with the words and you sure don?t
Hold your, hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
Hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
Hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
Don't hold your breath because you?ll only make things worse
There's just a few things I think that you should know
Those words at best were worse than teenage poetry
Fragment ideas and too many pronouns
Stop it, come on, you're not making sense now
You can't make them want you, they're all just laughing
Literate and stylish, kissable and quiet
Well that's what girls dreams are made of
And that's all you need to know
You have it or you don't, you have it or you
You have it or you
You see how much time you're wastin'?
You're coward of seperatin'
Stop it, come on you know I can?t help it
I got the mic and you got the mosh pit
What will it take to make you admit that you were wrong?
Was his demise so carefully constructed?
Well let's just say I got what I wanted
'Cause in the end it?s always the same, let's go
Literate and stylish, kissable and quiet
Well that's what girls dreams are made of
And that's all you need to know
You have it or you don't, you have it or you don't, no
This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope down the barrel of a gun
Remind me not to ever act this way again
This is you trying hard to make sure that you're seen
With a girl on your arm and your heart on your sleeve
Remind me not to ever think of you again
This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope down the barrel of a gun
Remind me not to ever act this way again, [Incomprehensible]
This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
And my eye on the scope down the barrel of a gun
I'll never act this way again
Rest the weight you've had your chance and folded
Don't hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
Rest the weight you've had your chance and folded
Don't hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
This is me with the words and you sure don?t
Hold your, hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
Hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
Hold your breath because you'll only make things worse
Don't hold your breath because you?ll only make things worse
Tell All Your Friends
Taking Back Sunday
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