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Discographie de Fall Out Boy

Xo

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Album : From Under The Cork Tree
Label : UMI
Genre : Pop, Rock
Durée : 3 min 40
Sortie : 16 Janvier 2006

Paroles de Xo

I comb the crowd and pick you out.
My mouth moves too fast for you to figure it out.
It starts eyes closed to fingers crossed,
“To I swear, I say.”
"To I swear, I say."
To hands between legs, to “whatever it takes,”
To drinks at the club to the bar,
To the keys to your car,
To hotel stares/stairs to the emergency exit door.
No.

To the love, I left my conscience pressed,
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer.
“What did it ever do for me?” I say.
It never calls me when I'm down.
Love never wanted me,
But I took it anyway.
Put your ear to the speaker,
And choose love or sympathy,
But never both.
Love never wanted me.

“I hoped you choked,
And crashed your car.”
Hey “tear catcher”, that's all that you are,
Ever were,
From the start.
I swear, I say. (I swear, I say.)

To hands between legs, to “whatever it takes,”
To drinks at the club, to the bar,
To the keys to your car,
To hotel stares/stairs, to the emergency exit door.
No.

To the love, I left my conscience pressed,
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer.
“What did it ever do for me?” I say.
It never calls me when I'm down.
Love never wanted me,
But I took it anyway.
Put your ear to the speaker,
And choose love or sympathy,
But never both.

To the “love” I left my conscience pressed.
Through the keyhole I watched you dress,
Kiss and tell.
Loose lips sink ships.

To the “love” I left my conscience pressed.
Through the keyhole I watched you dress,
Kiss and tell.
Loose lips sink ships.

To the “love” I left my conscience pressed.
Through the keyhole I watched you dress,
Kiss and tell.
Loose lips sink ships.

To the “love” I left my conscience pressed.
To the “love” I left my conscience pressed.
To the “love” I left my conscience pressed,
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer.
"What did it ever do for me?" I say.

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