Panic! At The Disco - It'S Time To Dance lyrics

rate me

Well she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor just for the attention.

'Cause that's just ridiculously on.

Well she sure is gonna get it

Here's the setting: fashion magazines line the walls now

Now the walls line the bullet holes

Have some composure,

where is your posture?

Oh no no!

You're pulling the trigger

Pulling the trigger

all wrong.

Have some composure,

where is your posture?

Oh no no! You're pulling the trigger

Pulling the trigger all wrong.

Give me envy

Give me malice

Give me attention

Give me envy

Give me malice

baby Give me...a break.

When I say shotgun, you say wedding.

Shotgun! Wedding!

Shotgun! Wedding!

She didn't choose this role, but she'll play it and make it sincere, so you cry, you cry.

(Give me a break.)

But they believe it from the tears and the teeth right down to the blood at her feet.

Boys will be boys, hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams.

(Give me a break, break, break.) *(echo, fade)*

Have some composure,

where is your posture?

Oh no no!

You're pulling the trigger

Pulling the trigger

all wrong.

Have some composure,

where is your posture?

Oh no no!

You're pulling the trigger,

Pulling the trigger all wrong.

Come on, this is screaming "Photo Op"... op

Come on, this is screaming "photo op"

Come on, come on, this is screaming, this is screaming, this is screaming "photo op"

Boys will be boys, baby, Boys will be boys.

Boys will be boys, baby, Boys will be boys.

Give me envy,

Give me malice,

Give me attention,

Give me envy,

Give me malice,

baby Give me...a break,

When I say shotgun you say wedding.

Shotgun! Wedding!

Shotgun! Wedding!

Boys will be boys,

Hiding in estrogen(Boys will be boys)

Boys will be boys,

Hiding in estrogen, baby, estrogen.

Panic at the dick-o ain't your sexiness!