I'm coming apart at the seams.
Pitching myself as leads in other people's dreams.
Like buzz, buzz, buzz.
Doc, there's a hole where something was.
Doc, there's a hole where something was.
Fell out of bed.
Butterfly bandage,
But don't worry.
You'll never remember,
Your head is far too blurry.
Put him in the back of a squad car
Restrain that man
He needs his head put through a cat scan.
Hey editor, I'm undeniable
Hey Doctor, I'm certifiable
I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match:
I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet
So boycott love
Detox just to retox
And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life
Imperfect boys
With their perfect ploys
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy
Little girl
You got my staring eye
Or was it just a telescopic camera lie
Pretty dolls in the highway
Truck stop stalls
Lock-less jails to deny my rules
So rookies leave your badge and your gun on the desk when you leave the room
I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match:
I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet
Boycott love
Detox just to retox
And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life
Imperfect boys
With their perfect ploys
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman
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