Fall Out Boy - Sending Postcards From A Plane Crash
I am such a sucker
And Im always the last to know
My insides are copper
And Id kill to make them gold
Conversation got me here: another night alone in the city
So make my bed the grave and shovel dirt onto my sheets
Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie with you
You can thank your lucky stars that everything I wish for will never come true
When you go I will forget everything about you
Ive seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you
Turn this up Ill tune you out
Another night alone in the city
Fake it like you matter
cause that65533;s the biggest secret you have to keep
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