Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pete Wentz
Pete Wentz
Bass Guitar
Patrick Stump
Patrick Stump
Vocals
Andy Hurley
Andy Hurley
Drums
Joe Trohman
Joe Trohman
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pete Wentz
Pete Wentz
Composer
Patrick Stump
Patrick Stump
Composer
Andy Hurley
Andy Hurley
Composer
Joe Trohman
Joe Trohman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neal Avron
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
George Gumbs
George Gumbs
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Travis Huff
Travis Huff
Editing Engineer
Matty Green
Matty Green
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

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 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 And 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 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, no 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 keyholes I watched you dress Kiss and tell Loose lips sink ships To the love, I left my conscience pressed Through the keyholes 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
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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