Bang The Doldrums - Fall Out Boy

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,

Best friends, ex-friends to 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,

You’re wrong,

Are we all wrong?

You’re wrong,

Are we all wrong?

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,

Best friends, ex-friends to 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,

You’re wrong,

Are we all wrong?

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 to the end,

Better off as lovers,

Racing through the city, windows down,

In the back of yellow-checkered cars,

Yo-ho ho.

Woah-oh-oh.

(Are we)

Yo-ho ho.

Woah-oh-oh.

Yo-ho ho.

Woah-oh-oh.

(Are we)

Yo-ho ho.

Woah-oh-oh

Best friends, ex-friends to the end,

Better off as lovers and not the other way around,

Ex-friends to the end, and better off as lo-ho-oh-woah-woah-oh.