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Fall Out Boy ~ The Carpal Tunnel Of Love

October 21, 2010

We take sour sips from life’s lush lips,
And we shake, shake, shake, the hips in relationships,
Stop by this disaster town,
You’ll put your eyes to the sun and say:
“I know you’re only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding”

And we might have started singing just a little soon
We’re throwing stones at a glass moon

Woah, we’re so miserable and stunning,
Woah, far from the genuinely cunning, woah

We keep the beat with your blistered feet,
We bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing,
Slept through the weekend and dreaming,
Of sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity
Got postcards from my former self saying “How you been?”

We might have said goodbyes just a little soon
(Stomp out this disaster town)
Robbing lips and kissing banks under this moon

Woah, we’re so miserable and stunning
Woah, far from the genuinely cunning
Woah, we’re so miserable and stunning
Woah, far from for the genuinely cunning

It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche,
When the pearls in our shells came out to dance,
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle,
Tired yawns for fawns on hunter’s lawns

We’re the has-beens of husbands,
Sharpening the knives of young wives,
Take two years and call me when you’re better,
Take tears of mine, find yourself wetter

Woah, we’re so miserable and stunning
Woah, love songs for the genuinely cunning
Woah, we’re so miserable and stunning
Woah, far from the genuinely cunning

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