Stuck in the jetwash
Bad trip I couldn't get off
And maybe I bit off more than I could chew
And overhead of the aqua blue
Fall to your knees bring on the rapture
Blessed be the boys time can't capture
On film or between the sheets
I always fall from your window to the pitch black streets
And with the black banners raised as the crooked smiles fade
Former heroes who quit too late
Just wanna fill up the trophy case again
And in the end
I'd do it all again
I think you're my best friend
Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright
I'll be yours
When it rains it pours
Stay thirsty like before
Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright
I'm not passive but aggressive
Take note, it's not impressive
Empty your sadness
Like you're dumping your purse on my bedroom floor
We put your curse in reverse
And it's our time now if you wanna to be
Maul the world like a carnival bear set free
And your love is anemic and I can't believe
That you couldn't see it coming from me
And I still feel that rush in my veins
It twists my head just a bit to think
All the people in those old photographs I've seen are dead
And in the end
I'd do it all again
I think you're my best friend
Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright
I'll be yours
When it rains it pours
Stay thirsty like before
Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright
And sometimes I just wanna sit around and gaze at my shoes
And let your dirty sadness fill me up just like a balloon
And in the end
I'd do it all again
I think you're my best friend
Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright
I'll be yours
When it rains it pours
Stay thirsty like before
Don't you know that the kids aren't all, kids aren't alright
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman
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