Clap until your hands hurt, standing ovations or boo-boo-boos Wa-wa-watch us until we blur, Walk off into the sunset Tell Rock'n'Roll I'm alone again
We're pretty boys For secret girls Who never stood a chance in the world I'm not ready for sincerity I'd tell any lie to keep you listening I gave you
Bet they give me a pound. Tell them put the money in my hand right now. Tell the promoter we need more seats, We just sold out all the floor seats Take
(From Citizens FOB Mixtape: Welcome To The New Administration) Clap until you hands hurt, standing ovations or boos watch us until we blur, walk off
[Originally by Green Day] Do you have the time to listen to me whine About nothing and everything all at once? I am one of those melodramatic fools
scene for a minute I know we ain't been seen in a minute We left before a minute now we all up in it Baby boy if you got the big dreams go and get it
I got the midnight tennis elbow Got the solitairy burn Took a turn An ace up my sleeve (so to speak) I wanna choke Get sick off of you Like second
[Originally by Akon] [Performed by Patrick Stump] [Chorus] Nobody wanna see us together But it don't matter no 'Cause I got you babe Nobody wanna see
feat. Brandon Urie) (Originally by Journey) Just a small town girl Living in a lonely world She took the midnight train going anywhere Just a city boy
time enough to make up for lost time we been down, we been out, we been hanging round. we been to the no time left in the game. stop moving, get me out
comes of something when I'm just the ghost of nothing? 'I'm just the man on the balcony singing': "Nobody will ever remember me," Rejoice, rejoice and fall
And I've traced your shadows on the wall Now I kiss them whenever I'm down, Whenever I'm down Just kind of figured on Not figuring myself out [Chorus
[Originally By Panic By The Disco] Oh, Well imagine, As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, And I can't help but to hear, No, I can't help but
the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them? Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction? Which is it: the boy who writes the songs
I speak fast and I'm not gonna repeat myself So listen carefully to every word I say: "I'm the only one who's gonna get away with making excuses today
round the bush Let's get it on Let's get it on You know what I'm talkin' 'bout C'mon, baby Let your love come out If you believe in love Let's get it
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 over-dramatic
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
