Fall Out Boy - Where Did The Party Go.flac
歌曲简介
作词:佚名
作曲:佚名
I’m here to collect your hearts
It’s the only reason that I sing
I don’t believe a word you say but I can’t stop listening
This is the story of how they met
Her picture was on the back of a pack of cigarettes
When she touched him he turned ruby red
A story that they’ll never forget
Never forget
?
And all the boys are smoking menthols
Girls are getting back rubs
I will appear to you if you make yourself shake fast enough
My old aches become new again
My old friends become exes again
?
Where did the party go?
We’re ending it on the phone
I’m not gonna go home alone
Where did the party go?
?
I know I expect too much
And not enough all at once
You know I only wanted fun then you got me all f***ed up on love
Oh I looked for your name on the Ouija Board
And your naked magic oh dear lord
You and me are the difference between real love and the love on TV
?
We were the kids who screamed
“We weren’t the same,”
In sweaty rooms
Now we’re doomed to organizing walk-in closets like tombs
Silent film stars stuck in talking cinema life
So let’s fade away together one dream at a time
作词:佚名
作曲:佚名
I’m here to collect your hearts
It’s the only reason that I sing
I don’t believe a word you say but I can’t stop listening
This is the story of how they met
Her picture was on the back of a pack of cigarettes
When she touched him he turned ruby red
A story that they’ll never forget
Never forget
?
And all the boys are smoking menthols
Girls are getting back rubs
I will appear to you if you make yourself shake fast enough
My old aches become new again
My old friends become exes again
?
Where did the party go?
We’re ending it on the phone
I’m not gonna go home alone
Where did the party go?
?
I know I expect too much
And not enough all at once
You know I only wanted fun then you got me all f***ed up on love
Oh I looked for your name on the Ouija Board
And your naked magic oh dear lord
You and me are the difference between real love and the love on TV
?
We were the kids who screamed
“We weren’t the same,”
In sweaty rooms
Now we’re doomed to organizing walk-in closets like tombs
Silent film stars stuck in talking cinema life
So let’s fade away together one dream at a time