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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andy Hurley
Andy Hurley
Drums
Joe Trohman
Joe Trohman
Background Vocals
Justin Courtney Pierre
Justin Courtney Pierre
Background Vocals
Patrick Stump
Patrick Stump
Lead Vocals
Pete Wentz
Pete Wentz
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Stump
Patrick Stump
Composer
Andy Hurley
Andy Hurley
Composer
Joe Trohman
Joe Trohman
Composer
Pete Wentz
Pete Wentz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean O'Keefe
Sean O'Keefe
Producer
Greg Geary
Greg Geary
Recording Engineer
Mike Hari
Mike Hari
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

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 '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) And all the colors of the street signs (every pane of glass) 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 would be broken again, again (And 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 would be broken again
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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