FALL OUT BOY

FALL OUT BOY - The Carpal Tunnel of Love

rate me

We take sour sips

from lifes lush lips

and we shake shake shake the hips

in relationships

stop by this disaster town

and put your eyes to the sun

and say i know

your only blinding to keep back

what the clouds are hiding

and we might have started singing just a little soon

we're throwing stones in a glass room

Whoa Oh

Its so miserable and stunning

Whoa Oh

Far from the genuine becoming Whoa

We keep the beat

with your blisted feet

we bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing

slept through the weekend

and dreaming

sinking with the melody

of the cliffs of eternity

got postcards from our former selves

saying "how you been?"

we might have said goodbyes just a little soon

(somehow this disaster town)

ropping lips, and kissing beats under this moon

Whoa oh

its so miserable and stunning

Whoa Oh

far from the genuine becoming

Whoa Oh

It was icecream headaches and sweet avalanche

when the pearls in our shells gone out to dance

you call me a bad tipper of the cradle

tired yawns for fawns on hunters lawns

we're the has-beens of husbands

sharpening the knives of young wives

take two years and call me when your better

take teardrops of mine find yourself wetter

Whoa Oh

its so miserable and stunning

Whoa Oh

far from the geniune becoming

Whoa Oh

its so miserable and stunning

Whoa oh

far from the geniune becoming<br />

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Thanks to whadafixupman

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