Panic! at the Disco - Something About Maggie lyrics

Maggie, don't you know
He's got a real fuse, about to blow?
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say, run away, run away)

Gilly thinks that he's a DJ
Makes me want to slit my wrist
Breaking mirrors on the subway
No one dances to his hit's
Glitter whippit's on the freeway
Mamas and papas shitting bricks, yeah
Give your boy a little leeway
No one dances to his playlist
Yeah, you gotta let him go!

Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie, the deck is stacked
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
You gotta hit him back
(People say, people say, run away, run away)

God bless the doomsday scrollers
Thank you for doing all the work, ooh
God damn the Holy Rollers
Makin' the matters worse
Fourth of July and it’s snowing (Oh yeah)
Where do you think that you're going?
(Oh yeah) yeah, I'll never let you go

Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie, the deck is stacked
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
You gotta hit him back
(People say, people say, run away, run away)

(People say, people say, run away, run away)
Away, away

Maggie, don't you know?
He's got a real fuse about to blow
You gotta let him go
(People say, people say)
Maggie, the deck is stacked
You gotta hit your boyfriend back
You gotta hit him back
(People say, people say, run away, run away)

Maggie maggie
Let him go (People say, people say)

Maggie maggie
Hit him back
(People say, people say, run away, run away)