It's hard to say 'i do' when i don't
by Fall Out Boy
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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,
You´re appealing to emotions that I simply do not have"
Blackmailed myself
Cause I ain´t got anyone else
"This is a stick up
Give us all your.."
I´ve got the red carpet blues baby
"Put your hands in the air and don´t make a sound
But don´t get the wrong idea
We´re gonna shoot you
We´re gonna shoot you
And there´s nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet
That could change just how this goes
No
We´re gonna shoot you
We´re gonna shoot you"
When I said that I´d return to you I meant more like a relapse
Now again I think "His and her´s" "For better or worse"
But the only ring I want buried with me are the ones around my eyes
"You´re appealing to emotions that I simply do not have"
I´ve got the red carpet blues baby
"Put your hands in the air and don´t make a sound
But don´t get the wrong idea
We´re gonna shoot you
We´re gonna shoot you
And there´s nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet
That could change just how this goes"
And everyone shakes to the beat with a barrel down their throat
So listen carefully to every word I say:
"I´m the only one who´s gonna get away with making excuses today,
You´re appealing to emotions that I simply do not have"
Blackmailed myself
Cause I ain´t got anyone else
"This is a stick up
Give us all your.."
I´ve got the red carpet blues baby
"Put your hands in the air and don´t make a sound
But don´t get the wrong idea
We´re gonna shoot you
We´re gonna shoot you
And there´s nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet
That could change just how this goes
No
We´re gonna shoot you
We´re gonna shoot you"
When I said that I´d return to you I meant more like a relapse
Now again I think "His and her´s" "For better or worse"
But the only ring I want buried with me are the ones around my eyes
"You´re appealing to emotions that I simply do not have"
I´ve got the red carpet blues baby
"Put your hands in the air and don´t make a sound
But don´t get the wrong idea
We´re gonna shoot you
We´re gonna shoot you
And there´s nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet
That could change just how this goes"
And everyone shakes to the beat with a barrel down their throat