FALL OUT BOY - (G.I.N.A.S.F.S.) Gay is not a synonym for stupid lyrics

rate me

I loved everything about you that hurts

So let me see your moves, let me see your moves

Lips pressed close to mine, true blue

But the prince of any falling empire knows that

Everybody wants

Everybody wants to drive on through the night

If it's the drive back home

Things aren't the same anymore

Some nights it gets so bad

i almost pick up the phone

Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns

I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes

I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying I know I'm supposed to love you

I'm supposed to love you

woah

I've already given up on myself twice

Third time is the charm, third time is the charm

caution to the wind,

But I've got a lousy arm

And I traced your shadows on the wall

Now I kiss them whenever I'm down

Whenever I'm down

figured on not figuring myself out

Things aren't the same anymore

Some nights it gets so bad

I almost pick up the phone

Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns

I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes

I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying I know I'm supposed to love you

I'm supposed to love you

i was born under a bad sign,

you saved my life

That night on the roof of your hotel

"Cross my heart and hope to die,

Splinter from the headboard in my eye"

Photo-proofed kisses I remember so well

Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns

I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes

I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying I know I'm supposed to love you

I'm supposed to love you

Whoahoah

Whoahoah woah

<br />

<br />

Thanks to Bella