The Take Over, the Breaks Over Songtext
von NateWantsToBattle
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'll ever forget about me
Don′t pretend you′ll ever forget about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
Widow or a divorcee?
Don′t pretend, d-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 till this doesn′t mean a thing anymore
But don't pretend you'll ever forget about me
Don′t pretend you′ll ever forget about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines, oh
Widow or a divorcee?
Don′t pretend, d-d-d-don't pretend
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We′re trapped and well concealed in secret places, woah, oh
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're trapped 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 trapped and well concealed in secret places, oh, woah
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
And we′re trapped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
With smiles on our faces
We′re dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
(Don′t pretend you'll ever forget about me)
We don't fight fair
(Don′t pretend you′ll ever forget 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'll ever forget about me
Don′t pretend you′ll ever forget about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
Widow or a divorcee?
Don′t pretend, d-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 till this doesn′t mean a thing anymore
But don't pretend you'll ever forget about me
Don′t pretend you′ll ever forget about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines, oh
Widow or a divorcee?
Don′t pretend, d-d-d-don't pretend
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We′re trapped and well concealed in secret places, woah, oh
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're trapped 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 trapped and well concealed in secret places, oh, woah
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
And we′re trapped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
With smiles on our faces
We′re dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
(Don′t pretend you'll ever forget about me)
We don't fight fair
(Don′t pretend you′ll ever forget about me)
We don't fight fair
Writer(s): Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman, Peter Wentz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com