Baby, seasons change but people don't
And I'll always be waiting in the back room
I'm boring but overcompensate with
Headlines and flash, flash, flash photographyBut 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 it, don't pretend(We don't fight fair)
(We don't fight fair)They say your head could be your 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 meWouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
Widow or a divorcee?
Don't pretend it, don't pretendWe do it in the dark
With smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed
In secret places
We do it in the dark
With smiles on our faces
We're dropped 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 fairWe do it in the dark
With smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed
In secret places
We do it in the dark
With smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed
In secret places
We don't fight fair
With smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed
In secret places
We don't fight fairDon'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
Songwriters
ANDREW HURLEY, ANDREW JOHN HURLEY, JOSEPH TROHMAN, JOSEPH MARK TROHMAN, PATRICK STUMP, PATRICK MARTIN STUMP, PETER WENTZ, PETER LEWIS WENTZPublished by
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