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I wrote a goodbye note
In lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits
[Chorus]
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
This city says
Come hell or high water
When I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital
[Chorus]
The tombstones are waiting
They were half engraved
They knew it was over
Just didn't know the date
And I cast a spell over the West
To make you think of me
The same way I think of you
This is a love song in my own way
Happily ever after below the waist
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
In lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits
[Chorus]
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
This city says
Come hell or high water
When I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital
[Chorus]
The tombstones are waiting
They were half engraved
They knew it was over
Just didn't know the date
And I cast a spell over the West
To make you think of me
The same way I think of you
This is a love song in my own way
Happily ever after below the waist
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
Lyrics submitted by rust3dxh3art
Track duration: 03:31
"Bang the Doldrums" as written by Peter Wentz, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman, Andrew Hurley, Wesley Eisold
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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mikeyway was a special someone during warped '05, and (pete) had a crush on him at the time- it was nearly adoration. but at the same time (he) knew it wouldn't work out no matter what. here it's explained how they were bestfriends, and then had a night together, causing them to be "ex-friends" and become "lovers", which to pete's eyes was better than being just friends. ("i wish you were my bass, not just my friend")
it manages to remind me of all mi friends at (irish) dancing-i don't know how or why(!)- and like pirates or the sea both of which i adore.
any way, to me this song is about two people who have been all different things to each other.
'best friends, ex friends til the end, ebtter off as lovers and not the other way around'
-as much as it pains me to say it- its kind of like bella (wimp) and jacob (prick) in the twilght series, they were besties, then they coulnt be friends, but they probs would have been better off as lovers.
no not evenclose..
its goes..
in the back, a yello ticket cause
its about how pete wentz loves going down on patrick stump's baby dick and making sure he ALWAYS swallows. FOB is only popular because their generic as shit and they steal lyrics from acclaimed lyricist/poets so of course people love this crap.
yes. they do steal lyrics, this song is one of them. they got sued for it and settled it out of court. they stole lyrics from wesley eisold(give up the ghost/american nightmare, some girls, xo skeletons, cold cave) and got busted for it.
i KNOW all you FOB fans will get butt hurt and ten kinds of offended by this comment but fuck you cum breath fuckers, LOOK IT UP! look at the last name under "Personnel":
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/…
they don't even believe in their own music, their band resume consists of hardcore punk bands that sound nothing like FOB. they're just making easy money from easily entertained bitches like ummmmm... all of you on this comment board.
FTW!! I love this song!! I really wanna listen to it, now, lol.
It's not on my iPod and I'm at school though ... :(