“The Take Over, the Breaks Over” Songtext
von Fall Out Boy
“The Take Over, the Breaks Over” Songtext
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 photography
But don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Wouldn′t you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
A widow or a divorcee?
Don′t pretend, d-d-don't pretend
We don′t fight fair
We don't fight fair
They say your head can be a prison
Then these are just conjugal visits
People will dissect us
′Til this doesn't mean a thing anymore
Don′t pretend you ever forgot about me
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
A widow or a divorcee?
Don′t pretend, d-d-don′t pretend
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We′re dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
We don′t fight fair
We don't fight fair
We don′t fight fair
We don't fight fair
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We′re dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don′t fight fair (We do it in the dark)
With smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don′t fight fair
(Don't pretend you ever forgot about me)
We don′t fight fair
(Don't pretend you ever forgot about me)
We don′t fight fair
And I'll always be waiting in the back room
I′m boring but overcompensate
With headlines and
Flash, flash, flash photography
But don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Wouldn′t you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
A widow or a divorcee?
Don′t pretend, d-d-don't pretend
We don′t fight fair
We don't fight fair
They say your head can be a prison
Then these are just conjugal visits
People will dissect us
′Til this doesn't mean a thing anymore
Don′t pretend you ever forgot about me
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
A widow or a divorcee?
Don′t pretend, d-d-don′t pretend
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We′re dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
We don′t fight fair
We don't fight fair
We don′t fight fair
We don't fight fair
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We′re dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don′t fight fair (We do it in the dark)
With smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don′t fight fair
(Don't pretend you ever forgot about me)
We don′t fight fair
(Don't pretend you ever forgot about me)
We don′t fight fair
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com