Lyrics

Baby, seasons change but people don't And I'll always be waiting in the back of the room I'm boring but overcompensate With headlines and flash, flash, flash photography But don't pretend you ever forgot about me Don't pretend you ever forgot about me Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee Style your wake for fashion magazines Widow or a divorcee 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 Till this doesn't mean a thing anymore Don't pretend you ever forgot about me Don't pretend you ever forgot about me Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee Style your wake for fashion magazines, whoa Widow or a divorcee Don't pretend, d-d-don't pretend We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed in secret places, whoa We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces We're trapped 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 do it in the dark with smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed in secret places, whoa We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed in secret places We don't fight fair With smiles on our faces We're trapped and well concealed in secret places We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me We don't fight fair Don't pretend you ever forgot about me We don't fight fair
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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