skipping And the lies just won't stop slipping And besides my reputation's on the line We can fake it for the airwaves Force our smiles, baby, half dead From
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
Backing vocals by William Beckett of The Academy Is...] Are we growing up or just going down? It's just a matter of time until we're all found out Take
one with a bullet A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it [x2] Is this more than you bargained for yet Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from
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
've sipped Back to your family cause I know you will be missed So you can find a safe place, brace yourself They call kids like us vicious and carved out
: I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed, In my aching heads I got my kisses slipped. Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
: I comb the crowd and pick you out My mouth moves too fast for you to figure it out It starts eyes closed to fingers crossed "To I swear, I say" "To
you dressed up {said} "hey kid you'll never live this down" 'Cause you're just the girl all the boys want to dance with And I'm just the boy who's had
(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
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
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
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
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
you've sipped Back to your family cause I know you will be missed So you can find a safe place, brace yourself They call kids like us vicious and carved out
Brothers and sisters put this record down Take my advice ('cause we are bad news) We will leave you high and dry It's not worth the hearing you'll lose
You only hold me up like this Cause you don't know who I really am Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you We're making out inside crashed