paroles de chanson The Carpal Tunnel of Love - Fall Out Boy

We take sour sips from life's lush lips
And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships
Stomp out this disaster town
You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, I know
You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding
And we might've started singing just a little soon
We're throwing stones at a glass moon
Whoa
We're so miserable and stunning

Whoa
Love songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa

We keep the beat with your blistered feet
And we bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing
Slept through the weekend and dreaming
Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity
Got postcards from my former selves saying how've you been
We might've said goodbyes just a little soon
(Stomp out this disaster town)
Robbing lips and kissing banks under this moon
Whoa
We're so miserable and stunning
Whoa

Love songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa
We're so miserable and stunning
Whoa

Love songs for the genuinely cunning
Oh
It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche
When the pearls in our shells got up to dance
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle
Tired yawns for fawns on hunter's lawns
We're the has-beens of husbands
Sharpening the knives of young wives

Take two years, and call me when you're better
Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter
Whoa
We're so miserable and stunning
Whoa
Love songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa
We're so miserable and stunning
Whoa
Love songs for the genuinely cunning