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.
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.
[Thnks fr th Mmrs -Fall Out Boy]