I never really feel a thing I'm just kinda too frozen You were the only one That even kinda came close I just pinch myself No longer comatose I woke up, no luck I woke up, no luck
And when your stitch comes loose I wanna sleep on every piece of fuzz And stuffing that comes out of you, you I took too many hits off this memory I need to come down
An-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-nother day goes by So hold me tight Hold me tight, or don't Oh n-n-no, no this isn't how our story ends So hold me tight Hold me tight, or don't Oh na na na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Oh na na na na na na na na na na na
I got too high again Realized I can't not be with you Or be just your friend I love you to death But I just can't, I just can't pretend We weren't lovers first Confidants but never friends Were we ever friends?
But when your stitch comes loose I wanna sleep on every piece of fuzz And stuffing that comes out of you, you I took too many hits off this memory I need to come down
An-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-nother day goes by So hold me tight Hold me tight, or don't Oh n-n-no, no this isn't how our story ends So hold me tight Hold me tight, or don't Oh na na na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Oh na na na na na na na na na na na Hold me tight, or don't
'Cause I'm past the limits The distance between us It sharpens me like a knife Past the limits The distance between us It sharpens me like a knife
An-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-nother day goes by So hold me tight Hold me tight, or don't I'm pretty sure that this isn't how our story ends So hold me tight Hold me tight Hold me tight, or don't Oh na na na na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na Oh na na na na na na na na na na na
Compositores: Peter Wentz (Peter L Wentz), Andrew John Hurley (Andrew Hurley), Patrick Martin Stumph (Patrick Stump), Joseph Mark Trohman (Joe Trohman), Jonathan Charles Coffer (Jonathan Coffer) ECAD: Obra #30196071 Fonograma #14350489