Fall Out Boy - Infinity On High lyrics
- Thriller
- The Take Over, The Break's Over
- This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race
- I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)
- Hum Hallelujah
- Golden
- Thnks Fr Th Mmrs
- Don't You Know Who I Think I Am?
- The (After) Life Of The Party
- The Carpal Tunnel Of Love
- Bang The Doldrums
- Fame < Infamy
- You're Crashing, But You're No Wave
- I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers
Thriller
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'till everybody came around
Welcome, it's here
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That summer we took threes across the board
But by fall we were a cover story
Now in stores
Make us poster boys in your scene
But we are not making an acceptance speech
I have found the safest place to keep all of our mistakes
Every dot-com's refreshing for a journal update
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch all the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch all the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
I can take your problems away
With a nod and a wave of my hand
'Cause that's just the kind of boy that I am
The only thing I haven't done yet is die
And it's me and my plus one in the afterlife
Crowds are won and lost and won again
But our hearts beat for the diehards
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch all the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch all the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
Long live the car-crash hearts
Long live the car-crash hearts
(Long live the car-crash hearts)
Long live the car-crash hearts
Long live the car-crash hearts
Long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch all the poets come to life
Fix me in 45
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Young! F-O-B Let's go.
The Take Over, The Break's Over
Baby, seasons change but people don't
And I'll always be waiting in the back room
I'm boring but overcompensate
With headlines and flash, flash, flash photography
But don't pretend you ever forget about me
Don't pretend you ever forget about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcée?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
Widow or a divorcée?
Don't pretend, d-d-don't pretend
We don't fight fair
We don't fight fair
They say your head can be a prison
Then these are just conjugal visits
People will dissect us
'Til this doesn't mean a thing anymore
Don't pretend you ever forget about me
Don't pretend you ever forget about meeeee
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcée?
Style your wake for fashion magazines whoaa
Widow or a divorcée?
Don't pretend, d-d-don't pretend
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places, whoa
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
We don't fight fair
We don't fight fair
We don't fight fair
We don't fight fair
We make it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places, whoa
We make it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
With smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
Don't pretend you ever forget about me we don't fight fair
Don't pretend you ever forget about me
We don't fight fair.
This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race
I am an arms dealer
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words
And I don't really care which side wins
As long as the room keeps singing
That's just the business I'm in
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
I'm not a shoulder to cry on but I digress
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
I wrote the gospel on giving up
(You look pretty sinking)
But the real bombshells have already sunk
(Prima donnas of the gutter)
At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing not like hips or cars
No, more like p-p-p-parties
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
Bandwagon's full, please, catch another
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
All the boys who the dance floor didn't love
And all the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough
Sing until your lungs give out
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
(Now you)
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
(Wear out the groove)
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
(Sing out loud)
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
(Oh, oh)
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate.
I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)
Last year's wishes are this year's apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance to burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself this sick in the head
'Cause I know how the words get you
We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Collect the bad habits that you couldn't bear to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath, kissed teeth stained red
From a sour bottle baby girl with eyes the size of baby worlds
We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof and loneliness at best, at best
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
The best way to make it through
With hearts and wrists intact
Is to realize two out of three ain't bad
Ain't bad!
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you
(Honeymoon)
Setting in a honeymoon
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you, if I woke up next to you
Me and you, setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
(Honeymoon).
Hum Hallelujah
It's all a game of this or that, now verses then
They're better off against worse for wear
And you're someone who knows someone
Who knows someone I once knew
And I just want to be a part of this
The road outside my house is paved with good intentions
Hired a construction crew 'cuz it's hell on the engine
And you are the dreamer, and we are the dream
I could write it better than you ever felt it
So hum hallelujah, just off the key of reason
I thought I loved you, and it's just how you looked in the light
A teenage vow in a parking lot, 'till tonight do us part
I sing the blues and you swallow them too
My words are my faith, to hell with our good name
Remix up your guts, your insides x-rayed
And one day we'll get nostalgic for disaster
We're a bull, your ears are just a china shop
I love you in the same way, there's chapel in a hospital
One foot in your bedroom, and one foot out the door
Sometimes we take chances, sometimes we take pills
I could write it better than you ever felt it
So hum hallelujah, just off the key of reason
I thought I loved you, and it's just how you looked in the light
A teenage vow in a parking lot, 'till tonight do us part
I sing the blues and you swallow them too
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelu
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelu
(Hum hallelujah, hum hallelujah)
A teenage vow in a parking lot, 'till tonight do us part
I sing the blues and swallow them too
So hum hallelujah, just off the key of reason
I thought I loved you, and it's just how you looked in the light
A teenage vow in a parking lot, 'till tonight do us part
A teenage vow in a parking lot, 'till tonight do us part
A teenage vow in a parking lot, 'till tonight do us part
I sing the blues and you swallow them too.
Golden
How cruel is the golden rule?
When the lives we lived are only golden-plated
And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me
Though I carried karats for everyone to see
And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies
And all the lovers with no time for me
And all of the mothers raise their babies
To stay away from me
Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams
Where the sewage of youth drown the spark of my teens
And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me (Too heavy for me)
Though I carried karats for everyone to see
(Everyone to see)
And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies
And all the lovers with no time for me
And all of the mothers raise their babies
To stay away from me
And pray they don't grow up to be.
Thnks Fr Th Mmrs
I'm gonna make you bend and break
(It sent you to me without wings)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show
(Let the good times roll, let the good times roll)
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
"Who does he think he is?"
If that's the worst you've got better put your fingers back to the keys
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter
I'm looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
And this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for, except for
When you look into the past, look into the past
One night stand
One night stand
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter
They say I only think in the form of
Crunching numbers in hotel rooms
Collecting page six lovers
Get me out of my mind
Get you out of those clothes
I'm a liner away from
Getting you into the mood
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter
One night and one more time
(One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah, and one more time
(One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See he tastes like you only sweeter.
Don't You Know Who I Think I Am?
Whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh
Penny for your thoughts but a dollar for your insight
Or a fortune for your disaster
And I'm just a painter and I'm drawing a blank
We only want to sing you to sleep
In your bedroom speakers, whoa
We need umbrellas on the inside
Give me a sign
They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down
Oh oh oh oh
I could learn to pity fools as I'm the worst of all
And I can't stop feeling sorry for myself
Whoa
We only want to sing you to sleep
In your bedroom speakers, whoa
We need umbrellas on the inside
Give us light
They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down
They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down
We only want to sing you to sleep
(Your bedroom speakers, whoa oh)
We only want to sing you to sleep
They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down
They say quitters never win
We walk the plank, we walk the plank
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down
Walking down on memory lane
We're alone together, we're alone
Walking down on memory lane
We're alone together, we're alone.
The (After) Life Of The Party
I'm a stitch away
From making it
And a scar away
From falling apart, apart
Blood cells pixelate
And the eyes dilate
And the full moon peels
Got me out on the street at night
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
Put love on hold
Young Hollywood
'Cuz on the other line
A nose runs ruby red
Death's seen a double bed
Singing songs that could only catch
They youth the desperate
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
I'm a stitch away
From making it
And a scar away
From falling apart, apart
The blood cells pixelate
And the eyes dilate
Kiss away all these thrills and kills
On the mouths of all my friends
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
Last?
Watch you work the moon
Could it last?
Watch you work the moon
I'm a stitch away.
The Carpal Tunnel Of Love
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 have started singing just a little soon
We're throwing stones in a glass room
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning, whoa oh
We keep the beat with your blistered feet
We bullet the words at the mockingbirds singing
Slept through the weekend and dreamed
We're just sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity
Got postcards from my former self, saying ''How you been?''
We might have said goodbyes just a little soon
(Stomp out this disaster town)
Robbing lips, and kissing banks under this moon
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, love songs for the genuinely cunning
Whoa oh, we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa oh, 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
Bang The Doldrums
I wrote a goodbye note
In lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
This city says,
Come hell or high water
When I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
Yellow-checkered cars
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
The tombstones were waiting
They were half-engraved
They knew it was over
Just didn't know the date
And I cast a spell over the west
To make you think of me
The same way I think of you
This is a love song
In my own way
Happily ever after
Below the waist
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow checkered cars
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers.
Fame < Infamy
I'm a preacher sweating in the pews
For the salvation I'm bringing you
I'm a salesman, I'm selling you hooks and plans
And myself for making demands
When I'm home alone I just dance by myself
And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth
Signing off, ''I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen''
The kid was alright but it went to his head
I am God's gift but why would he bless me with
Such wit without a conscience equipped?
I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, whoa
''There's too much green to feel blue''
When I'm home alone I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth
Signing off, ''I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen''
The Kid was alright but it went to his head
When I'm home alone I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth
Signing off, ''I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen''
I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head.
You're Crashing, But You're No Wave
The D.A. is dressed to the nines
In the mirror he practices all his lines
To his closing argument, twelve hearts beat in favor
I'm guessing that he read the morning paper
The headline reads "The Man Hangs,'' but the jury doesn't
And everyone's looking for relief
The United States versus disbelief
Mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle
Clear your throat and face the world
The verdict falls like bachelors for bad luck girls
Only breathing with the aid of denial
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic?
He glances at his peers sitting seven to twelve
Stacked on one to six the gallery is hushed
Boys in three pieces dream of grandstanding and bravado
The city sleeps in a cell notwithstanding what we all know
Hang on a rope or bated breath
Whichever you prefer
And everyone's looking for relief
A bidding war for an old flame's grief
The 'cause, the kid, the cough, the charm, and the curse
Not a word that could make you comprehend
Too well dressed for the witness stand
The press prays for whichever headline's worse
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic?
Fresh pressed suit and tie
Unimpressed birds sing and die
Can talk my way out of anything
The foreman reads the verdict
"In the above entitled actions we find the defendant''
Guilty
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic?
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic?.
I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers
You're a canary, I'm coal mine
'Cause sorrow is just all the rage
Take one for the team
You all know what I mean
And I'm so sorry, but not really
Tell the boys where to find my body
New York eyes, Chicago thighs
Pushed up the window to kiss you off
The truth hurts worse
Than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse
Than anything I could bring myself to do to you
Do you remember the way I held your hand?
Under the lamp post and ran home
This way so many times
I could close my eyes
The truth hurts worse
Than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse
Than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse
Than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse
Than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth!
The truth!.
(NOW PRESS REPEAT)