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You only hold me up like this
'Cause you don't know who I really am
Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you
We're making out inside crashed cars
We're sleeping through all our memories
I used to waste my time dreaming of being alive (now I only waste my time dreaming of you)
Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
All of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase
Like I'll never be the same
I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you
I'm not trying
You only hold me up like this
'Cause you don't know who I really am
Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you
We're making out inside crashed cars
We're sleeping through all our memories
I used to waste my time dreaming of being alive (now I only waste my time dreaming of you)
Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
All of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase
Like I'll never be the same
I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you
I'm not trying
You only hold me up like this
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Track duration: 04:07
"Of All the Gin Joints in All the World [Tommie Sunshine's Brooklyn ...]" as written by Peter Wentz, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman, Andrew Hurley
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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