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Fall Out Boy - America's Suitehearts - Song TextArtist: Fall Out Boy
Album: Folie A Deux
Year: 2008
Genre: Rock

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You could have knocked me out with a feather.
I know you’ve heard this all before, but we’re just Hell’s neighbors.
Why, why, why won’t the world revolve around me?
In my dreams trees grow all over the streets.

But I don’t know much about classic cars (cars),
But I’ve got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke (coke).
Down, set, one, hut, hut, hike,
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Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess,
I’m in love with my own sins.
Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess,
I’m in love with my own sins.

You can bow and pretend that
You don’t, don’t know you’re a legend.
Time, time, time hasn’t told anyone else yet.
(..Sorry I just..) Let my love loose again.

I don’t know much about classic cars (cars),
But I’ve got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke (coke).
Down, set, one, hut, hut, hike,
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Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess,
I’m in love with my own sins.
Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess,
I’m in love with my own sins.

You could have knocked me out with a feather
I know you’ve heard this all before

Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess,
I’m in love with my own sins.
Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
I must confess,
I’m in love with my own sins.

Sweethearts
Let’s hear it for, let’s hear it
Sweethearts
Let’s hear it for, let’s
Sweethearts.

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I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch

You’ll never catch us
So just let me be
Said I’ll be fine
Till the hospital or American Embassy
Miss Flack said I still want you back
Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back

I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I’m the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you

They say the captain
Goes down with the ship
So, when the world ends
Will God go down with it?
Miss Flack said I still want you back
Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back

I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I’m the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you

What a catch
What a catch
What a catch
What a catch

[Elvis Costello:]
I will never end up like him
Behind my back, I already am
Keep a calendar
This way you will always know

I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch
And all I can think of
Is the way I’m the one
Who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you

[Gabe Saporta:]
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
Maybe he won’t find out what I know
You were the last good thing
[Travis McCoy:]
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we’re goin’ down swinging
[Brendon Urie:]
Dance, dance, we’re falling apart to halftime
Dance, dance, and these are the lives you’d love to lead
Dance, this is the way they’d love
If they knew how misery loved me
[Doug Does:]
This ain’t a scene, it’s a goddamn arms race
This ain’t a scene, it’s a goddamn arms race
[Alex DeLeon:]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren’t so great
He tastes like you, only sweeter
[William Beckett:]
Growing up, growing up

I got troubled thoughts
And the self-esteem to match
What a catch, what a catch.

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If home is where the heart is
then we’re all just fucked
I can’t remember
I can’t remember
And I want it so bad
I’d shoot the sunshine into my veins
I can’t remember
The good old days

And it’s kind of funny
The way we’re wearing anchors on our shirts
When being anchored or bored
just feels like a curse

My mind is a safe
And if I keep it in we all get rich
My body is an orphanage
We take everyone in
Doing lines of dust and sweat
off last night’s stage
Just to feel like you

Milligrams in my head
Burning tobacco in my wind
chasing the direction
Chasing the direction you went
You’re a bottled star
The planets align
You’re just like Mars
You shine in the sky
You shine in the sky

Are all the good times getting gone?
They come and go and go and come and go (come and go and come and go)
Oh yeah I’ve got a lot of friends who are stars
But some are just black holes

My mind is a safe
And if I keep it in we all get rich
My body is an orphanage
We take everyone in
Doing lines of dust and sweat
off last night’s stage
Just to feel like you

And it’s kind of funny
The way we’re wearing anchors on our shirts
When being anchored or bored
just feels like a curse

My mind is a safe
And if I keep it in we all get rich
My body is an orphanage
We take everyone in
Doing lines of dust and sweat
off last night’s stage
Just to feel like you

If home is where the heart is
then we’re all just f_cked.

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I’m coming apart at the seams
Pitching myself for leads in other people’s dreams now
Buzz, buzz, buzz
Doc, there’s a hole where something was
Doc, there’s a hole where something was

Fell out of bed,
Butterfly bandage, but don’t worry
You’ll never remember, your head is far too blurry.

Put him in the back of a squad car restrain that man
He needs his head put through a catscan
Hey editor, I’m undeniable!
Hey doctor, I’m certifiable!

I’m a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match, I’m half doomed and you’re semi-sweet

So boycott love
Detox just to retox
And I’d promise you anything for another shot at life
And perfect boys with their perfect lives
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy
(Wants to hear you sing about tragedy)

Little girl, you got me staring odd
Or was that just a telescopic camera nod
Painted dolls in the highway truckstop stalls
Lot lizard scales cool your nightlife moods
All the rookies leave your badge and your gun on the desk
when you leave the room

I’m a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match, I’m half doomed and you’re semi-sweet

Boycott love
Detox just to retox
And I’d promise you anything for another shot at life
And perfect boys with their perfect lives
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy
(Wants to hear you sing about tragedy)

Detox
Just to retox
Detox
Just to retox
Detox
Just to retox
Detox
Just to retox

Detox (So boycott love)
Just to retox
Detox (Boycott love)
Just to retox
Detox (Boycott love)
Just to retox
Detox (Boycott love)
Just to retox

So boycott love (Boycott love)
Detox just to retox
And I’d promise you anything for another shot at life
And perfect boys with their perfect lives
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy
(Wants to hear you sing)
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy
(Wants to hear you sing about tragedy).

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I’m not a crybaby
I’m the crybaby
A caterpillar that got stuck
Mr. Moth come quick with any luck
A long walk to a dark ha-ha-house
A roman candle heart keep us far apart
I’m cocktail party doing all right
Hate me baby, maybe I’m a piece of art

Oh my friends all lie and say
They only want the best wishes from me
Oh 3-2-1, we go live

Oh baby you’re a classic
Like a little black dress
You’re a faded moon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
And oh baby you’re a classic
Like a little black dress
But you’ll be faded soon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)

I can make your heart slow
I can feel the weather in my bones
Wish hard enough I could turn it to what I like
Your pupils big rolling like dice

They say
They only want the best wishes from me (They only want the best from me)
Oh 3-2-1, we go live

Oh baby you’re a classic
Like a little black dress
You’re a faded moon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
And oh baby you’re a classic
Like a little black dress
But you’ll be faded soon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)

Not the boy I was the boy I am is just venting venting
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city
Not the boy I was the boy I am is just venting venting
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city

They say
They only want the best wishes from me (They only want the best from me)
Oh 3-2-1, we go live

Oh baby you’re a classic
Like a little black dress
You’re a faded moon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
And oh baby you’re a classic
Like a little black dress
But you’ll be faded soon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess).

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Sometimes I wanna quit this all and become an accountant now
But I’m no good at math and besides the dollar is down
Plant palm trees on Lake Michigan before it gets cold
I gotta feel the wind chill again before I get old

I wanna scream ‘I love you’ from the top of my lungs
But I’m afraid that someone else will hear me

You can only blame your problems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital I know we’re gonna leave this town
And get new passports and get get get get get out now

All the Yes men said ‘no comment’
My mouth got going the wrong way and all the calls started snowing
The time my dad caught me a horse shoe crab
And I asked him if throwing it back into the sea would bring our luck back

I wanna scream ‘I love you’ from the top of my lungs
But I’m afraid that someone else will hear me

You can only blame your problems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital I know we’re gonna leave this town
And get new passports, get out now

Tell that boy I’ll leave you alone now
Like a stone, I’ll turn my love down
Supra and the prophet are both in the business of souls

I wanna scream ‘I love you’ from the top of my lungs
But I’m afraid that someone else will hear me
I wanna scream ‘I love you’ from the top of my lungs
But I’m afraid that someone else will hear me

You can only blame your problems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital I know we’re gonna leave this town
(know we’re gonna leave this town)
And get new passports and get get get get get out,
Get get get get get out now!

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Say my name and his in the same breath
I dare you to say they taste the same
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames

Erase myself and let go
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don’t love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery
Said,
I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery

Oh take a chance, let your body get a tolerance
I’m not a chance, put a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette
Pawnshop heart trading up (trading up)

On the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist
Sweat it out, shut your mouth
free love on the streets but
in the alley it ain’t that cheap, now

I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery
Said,
I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery

Said,
I don’t care just what you think
as long as it’s about me, you said
I don’t care just what you think
as long as it’s about me, I said
I don’t care (I don’t care)
Said, I don’t care (I don’t care)
Said, I (I) don’t (don’t) care (care)
I (I) don’t (don’t) care (no I don’t)
I don’t care, (I said)
I don’t care, (I said)
I (I) don’t (don’t) care (care)

I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery
Said,
I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery.

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Wishes bounce me weightless
The infrared scope on pointlessness
The bulls are sedated
And this fight’s fixed
Don’t feel bad for the suicidal cats
Gotta kill themselves nine times before they get it right
The P.A. system keeps my heart heart beating tonight

Oh hell yes
I’m a nervous wreck
Oh hell yes
The drugs just make me reset
Knock once for the father
Twice for the son
Three times for the holy ghost

Come on in, the water’s warm
Come on like a sugar cube but with a kick in the head
Like putting wings on lead
And your eyes are blocking my starlight
I’m the last of my kind
And that’s all that should matter t-t-to you

Follow the disorganized religion of my head
And we’ll never get through customs
Let’s just take off again instead
Got my degree in the gutter,
My heart broken in the dorms of the ivy league

Oh hell yes
I’m a nervous wreck
Oh hell yes
The drugs just make me reset
Knock once for the father
Twice for the son
Three times for the holy ghost

Knock once for the father
Twice for the son
Three times for the holy ghost

I’m a nervous wreck
I’m a nervous wreck
I’m a nervous wreck huh
I’m a n-n-nervous wreck
I’m a nervous wreck
I’m a nervous wreck
Oh hell yes
The drugs just make me reset (The drugs just make me reset)
Knock once for the father (for the father)
Twice for the son
Three times for the holy ghost
Three times
Three times for the holy ghost
Three times
Three times for the holy ghost.

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Mr. Sandman showing his beam
When he walks into the room the walls lean in to listen
Surfed out brain waves flick back and forth
Like old headlights sniffing model glue again
Head like a steel trap
Wish I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t
I don’t just want to be a footnote in someone else’s happiness

Does your husband know the way that
the sunshine gleams from your wedding band?
Does he know the way
Does he know the way
Of the crickets that would convince me to call it a night?

But I will never end up like him
Behind my back I already am
Keep a calendar, this way you will always know

The last time you came through
Oh darling I know what you’re going through
The last time you came through
Oh darling
Oh darling
Oh darling…

Aw
Tempest in a teacup
Get unique
Peroxide princes shine like shark teeth
It’s a sign (it’s a sign)
It’s a sign (it’s a sign)
It’s a sign-what if you peaked early?

Does your husband know the way that
the sunshine gleams from your wedding band?
Does he know the way
Does he know the way
Of the crickets that would convince me to call it a night?

Does he
Does he know the way I worship
Our love?
Does your husband know the way that
the sunshine gleams from your wedding band?

But I will never end up like him
Behind my back I already am
Keep a calendar, this way you will always know

The last time you came through
Oh darling I know what you’re going through
The last time you came through
Oh darling
Oh darling
Oh darling…

Does your husband know?
Does your husband know?
Does your husband know?
Does he know,
does he know,
does he know? Oh oh…

But I will never end up like him
Behind my back I already am
Keep a calendar, this way you will always know

The last time you came through
Oh darling I know what you’re going through
The last time you came through
Oh darling I know what you’re going through.

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Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh

Life’s just a pace-car on death
Only less diligent
And when the two collide
It’s no coincidence
The lights are on and everybody’s home

The only thing suicidal here is the doors
We had a good run
Even I have to admit
Life’s just a pace-car on death
Only less diligent

Hell or glory
I don’t want anything in between
Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes
And daddy said “you gotta show the world the thunder”
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh

We didn’t come to compete
This is a demonstration
Even the young ones become irrelevant
They always bring up how you’ve changed
Never the same person when I go to sleep
As when I wake up
As when I wake up
Bop bop ba dop
Ba dop op ba dop
Ba dop op ba dop
Ba dop op ba dop

Hell or glory
I don’t want anything in between
Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes
And daddy said “you gotta show the world the thunder”
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh

Hell or glory
I don’t want anything in between
Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes
And daddy said “you gotta show the world the thunder”
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder

Woah oh oh
He said “bring the thunder!”
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh oh oh.

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