Fall Out Boy - Take This To Your Grave lyrics
- Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today
- Dead On Arrival
- Grand Theft Autumn (Where Is Your Boy)
- Saturday
- Homesick At Space Camp
- Sending Postcards From A Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here)
- Chicago Is So Two Years Ago
- The Pros And Cons Of Breathing
- Grenade Jumper
- Calm Before The Storm
- Reinventing The Wheel To Run Myself Over
- The Patron Saint Of Liars And Fakes
Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today
Light that smoke, that one for giving up on me
And one just cause they'll kill you sooner than my expectations
To my favourite liar, to my favourite scar (to my favourite scar):
I could have died with you
I hope you choke on those words, that kiss, that bottle- I confess (So bury me in memory)
Now ask yourself, yeah, out on the insides, I said I loved you but I lied
Lets play this game called when you catch fire
I wouldn't piss to put you out
Stop burning bridges and drive off of them
So I can forget about you
So bury me in memory
His smile's your rope
So wrap it tight around your throat
On the drive home
Joke about the kid you used to see
And his jealousy
Breaking hearts has never looked so cool
As when you wrap your car around a tree
Your makeup looks so great next to his teeth (his teeth)
Lets play this game called when you catch fire
I wouldn't piss to put you out, no
Stop burning bridges and drive off of them
So I can forget about you
So bury me in memory
His smile's your rope
So wrap it tight around your throat
''[x2]''
So bury me in memory around your throat
Dead On Arrival
I hope this is the last time
'Cause I'd never say no to you
This conversation's been dead on arrival
And there's no way to talk to you
This conversation's been dead on
A rivalry goes so deep between me
And this loss of sleep over you
This is side one, flip me over
I know I'm not your favorite record
The songs you grow to like never stick at first
So I'm writing you a chorus, and here is your verse
No, it's not the last time
'Cause I'd never say no to you
This conversation's still dead on arrival
And there's no way to talk to you
When you're dead on
A rivalry goes so deep between me
And this loss of sleep over you
This is side one, flip me over
I know I'm not your favorite record
The songs you grow to like never stick at first
So I'm writing you a chorus, and here is your...
Whoo!
This is side one, flip me over
I know I'm not your favorite record
So-o-o-o
This is side one, flip me over
This is side one, flip me over
I know I'm not your favorite record
The songs you grow to like never stick at first
So I'm writing you a chorus, and here is your verse
Here is your...
Grand Theft Autumn (Where Is Your Boy)
When I wake up
I'm willin' to take my chances on
The hope I forget that you hate him
More than you notice I wrote this for you
You need him, I could be him
Could be an accident but I'm still tryin'
And it's more than I can say for him
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
And maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing about this part of town
Someday I'll appreciate in value
Get off my ass and call you
In the meantime I'll sport my brand new fashion
Of waking up with pants on at 4 in the afternoon
You need him, I could be him
I could be an accident but I'm still tryin'
And it's more than I can say for him
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
And maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing about this part of town
Won't find out
(He won't find out)
Won't find out
(He won't find out)
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
And maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing about this part of town
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
And maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing about this part of town.
Saturday
I'm good to go
And I'm going nowhere fast
It could be worse
It could be taking you there with me
I'm good to go
But it looks like I'm still on my own
I'm good to go
For something golden
Though the motions I've been going through have failed
And I'm coasting on potential towards the wall
At a hundred miles an hour
When I say
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door (yeah)
I can't sleep
In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Pete and I attacked the laws of Astoria
With promise and precision and mess of youthful innocence
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived more than an hour (more than an hour)
When I say
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door (yeah)
I can't sleep
In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door
Me and Pete
In the wake of Saturday
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
Saturday
Homesick At Space Camp
Landing on a runway in Chicago
And I'm grounding all my dreams of ever really seeing California,
Because I know what's in between is something
Sensual in such non-conventional ways
Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say
Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say
(Tonight I'm writing you) A million miles away.
Tonight is all about "We miss you"(miss you, miss you, miss you)
Tonight is all about "We miss you"
And I can't forget your style and your cynicism
Somehow, it was like you were the first to listen to everything we said
My smile's an open wound without you
And my hands are tied to pages inked to bring you back
Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say
(tonight im writing you) A million miles away.
Tonight is all about "We miss you"(miss you, miss you, miss you)
Tonight is all about "We miss you" now
These friends are, new friends are golden
These friends are, new friends are golden
These friends are, new friends are golden
These friends are, new friends are
Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say
Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say
Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say
These friends are, new friends are golden
Sending Postcards From A Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here)
I am such a sucker, and I'm always the last to know
My insides are copper, and I'd 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, 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
When you go, I will forget everything about you
I have seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you
Turn this up, I'll tune you out
Another night alone in the city, yeah
Fake it like you matter
That's a lie we can both keep up
Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie, 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
When you go, I will forget everything about you
I will forget you
(When you go, I will forget everything about you)
When you go (I will forget eveyrthing about you)
Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie, sever the tie with you
You can thank your lucky stars
That everything I wish for will never come true
Chicago Is So Two Years Ago
My heart is on my sleeve
Wear it like a bruise or black eye
My badge, my witness means that I believed
Every single lie you said (and learned from the best)
'Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pick-up truck out in front of your neighbor's house
She took me down and said
"Boys like you are overrated" (So save your breath)
Loaded words and loaded friends
Are loaded guns to our heads
'Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pick-up truck out in front of your neighbor's house
You want apologies?
Girl, you might hold your breath
Until your breathing stops forever, forever
The only thing you'll get is this curse on your lips
I hope they taste of me forever
And there's a light on in Chicago (every pane of glass)
And I know I should be home (every pane of glass)
And the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pick-up truck out in front of your neighbor's
With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again
With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again
(Well there's a light on)
With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again
(Light)
With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again
The Pros And Cons Of Breathing
Bury me standing under your window with this cinderblock in hand
Yeah, 'cause no one will ever feel like this again
And if I could move, I'm sure it would only be to crawl back to you
Must've dragged my guts a block
They were gone by the time we (talked)
Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
You know that I could crush you with my voice
Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
You know that I could crush you with my voice
Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me
Hide the details, I don't want to know a thing
I hate the way you say my name
Like it's something secret
My pen is the barrel of the gun
Remind me which side you should be on
Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
You know that I could crush you with my voice
Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
You know that I could crush you with my voice
Stood on my roof and tried to see you forgetting about me
Hide the details, I don't want to know a thing
Wish that I was as invisible as you
Make me feel
Wish that I was as invisible as you
Make me feel
Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate my
Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate my
Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
You know that I could crush you with my voice
Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself
You know that I could crush you with my voice
Grenade Jumper
My heart ticks in beat with these kids that I grew up with
Living like life's going out of style
And you came to watch us play
Like a "Big shot talent," but at the end of the day you know
(WHOOOA) we come from where we come from
And where we call home (WHOOOA)
Hey Chris, you were our only friend
And I know this is belated, but we love you back
They'll say it's not worth it
so we'll leave this town in ruin
Living like life's going out of style
You came to watch us play (to watch us play)
...like a "Big shot talent," but at the end of the day you know
Those busted lips, we take it home
Hey Chris, you were our only friend
And I know this is belated, but we love you back
Sooo
Hey Chris, you were our only friend
And I know this is belated, but we love you back
I know you would be there either way
So glad it seems like these times will never fade
I know you would be there either way
So glad it seems like these times will never fade
Hey Chris, you were our only friend
And I know this is belated, but we love you back
Hey Chris, you were our only friend (our only friend)
And I know this is belated, but we love you back
I know you would be there either way
So glad it seems like these times will never fade
Hey Chris, you were our only friend.
And I know this is belated, but we love you back (we love you back)
Calm Before The Storm
Sat outside my front window, this story's going somewhere
"He's well hung," and I am hanging up
Well, there's a song on the radio that says, "Let's get this party started"
So, let's get this party started
What you do on your own time's just fine
My imagination's much worse, I just never want to know
What meant the world had folded
like legs and fingers holding onto what escapes me,
what he has: a better kiss that never lasts
You said, between your smiles and regrets
"Don't say it's over"
Dead and gone, dead and gone
Calm before the storm set it off
And the sun burned out tonight
Reception less than warm set it off
And the sun burned out tonight
The next time the phone can wring my neck, it gets no answer
And the time that I spent telling it in my roots, I'm shaking in my boots
But still he looks at me like an old friend I betrayed
The dark side of the doormat is the one your shoes have frayed
What you do on your own time's just fine
My imagination's much worse, I just never want to know
What meant the world imploded, inflated then demoted all my oxygen
To product gas and suffocated my last chance
You said, between your smiles and regrets
"Don't say it's over"
Dead and gone, dead and gone
Calm before the storm set it off
And the sun burned out tonight
Reception less than warm set it off
And the sun burned out tonight
Whoo!
Calm before the storm set it off
And the sun burned out tonight
Reception less than warm set it off
And the sun burned out tonight, tonight
Sun burned out
The sun burned out tonight
The sun burned out tonight
Reinventing The Wheel To Run Myself Over
I could walk this fine line between elation and success
But we all know which way I'm going
So strike the stake between my chest
So, "you have to prove yourself"
You'll have to prove it to me
So now you're waiting up for him
You're wasting time, yeah every time
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa, can't do it by myself
I can't wake up to these reminders of who I am
A failure at everything, 18 going on extinct
I know my place is nowhere you should roam
So now you're waiting up for him (waiting up for him)
You're wasting time, yeah every time, yeah
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa, can't do it by myself (can't do it by myself)
Whoa, can't do it by myself
Whoa, can't do it by myself (can't do it by myself)
Whoa, can't do it by myself
(You have to prove)
The Patron Saint Of Liars And Fakes
I'm holding out, and I'm holding on
To every letter and every song
I wrote myself out of the day we ever had to meet
Are you through with me?
So...
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell
Me you're sorry with a straight face?
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell
Me you're sorry with a straight face?
I'm all ears, and I'm all scars
To hear you tell me, "Boys like you try too hard
To look not quite as desperate"
And I'm hanging on, but I still know the way to make your make-up run
So...
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell
Me you're sorry with a straight face?
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell
Me you're sorry with a straight face?
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell
Me you're sorry with a straight face?
And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell
Me you're sorry with a straight face?
(Take this to your grave, and I'll take it to mine)
And when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes