Model house life meltdown Still a modern dream let down It kills me you know I'm dying out here What would you trade the pain for? I'm not sure
We were a hammer to the Statue of David We were a painting you could never frame and You were the sunshine Of my lifetime What would you trade the pain for?
This city always hangs a little bit lonely on me, loose Like a kid playing Pretend in his father's suit I'd never go, I just want to be invited, oh Got to give up Get the feeling Get the feeling Don't fight it, fight it
Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse And I just about snapped Don't look back Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand Love from the other side of the apocalypse And I just about snapped Don't look back Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
Generation sleep I'm falling in and out of love I'm getting that tilted feeling out here What would you trade the pain for? I'm not sure
Nowhere left for us to go but heaven Summer falling through our fingers again and You were the sunshine of my lifetime What would you trade the pain for?
They say we gotta get ahead, yeah No matter what it takes But there's no way off the hamster wheel On this rat race I'd never go, I just want to be invited, oh Got to give up Get the feeling Get the feeling Don't fight it, fight it
Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse And I just about snapped Don't look back Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand Love from the other side of the apocalypse And I just about snapped Don't look back Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
I saw you in a bright clear field Hurricane heat in my head The kind of pain you feel to get good in the end Good in the end Inscribed like stone and faded by the rain: “Give up what you love Give up what you love before it does you in…”
Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse And I just about snapped Don't look back Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand Love from the other side of the apocalypse And I just about snapped Don't look back Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
Compositores: Peter Wentz, Andrew John Hurley, Patrick Martin Stumph, Joseph Mark Trohman ECAD: Obra #38722454 Fonograma #42965621