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Patrick Stump - My Heart Is The Worst Kind Of Weapon

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Spent most of last night
dragging this lake
for the corpses of all my past mistakes
sell me out the jokes on you
we are salt and you are the wound...
Empty another bottle
and let me tear you to pieces
this is me wishing you into the worst situations
i'm the kind of kid that can't let anything go
but you wouldn't know a good thing
if it came up and slit your throat
Woah.. woah... ohhhh...
woah.. woah...
Your remorse hasn't fallen on deaf ears
rather ones that just don't care
cause i know that your inbetween arms somewhere
next to heartbeats
where you shouldn't dare sleep
now, i'll teach you a lesson
for keeping secrets from me
Take your taste... back
peel back your skin...
and try to forget how it feels inside
you should try saying "no once in a while"
"ohhhh once in a while..."
Take your taste... back
peel back your skin...
and try to forget how it feels inside
you should try saying "no once in a while"
"ohhhh once in a while..."
And did you hear the news?
i could dissect you
and gut you on this stage,
not as eloquent as i may have imagined
but it will get the job done
and your... done
Every line is plotted and designed
to leave you
standing on your bedroom window's ledge
and everyone else
that it hits, that it gets to
is nothing more than collateral damage
Take your taste... back
peel back your skin...
and try to forget how it feels inside
you should try saying "no once in a while"
"ohhhh once in a while..."
Take your taste... back
peel back your skin...
and try to forget how it feels inside
you should try saying "no once in a while"
"ohhhh once in a while..."