Fall Out Boy - You're Crashing, But You're No Wave lyrics
[Fall Out Boy - You're Crashing, But You're No Wave lyrics]
The DA is dressed to the nines
In the mirror, he practices all his lines
To his closing argument
Twelve hearts beat in favor
I'm guessing that he read the morning paper
The headline reads "The man hangs"
But the jury doesn't
And everyone's looking for relief
United States versus disbelief
Mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle
Clear your throat and face the world
The verdict falls like bachelors
For bad luck girls
Only breathing with the aid of denial
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic? Oh oh
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
He glances at his peers sitting
Seven to twelve stacked
On one to six, the gallery is hushed
Boys in three pieces dream
Of grandstanding and bravado
The city sleeps in a cell
Notwithstanding what we all know
Hang on a rope or bated breath
Whichever you prefer
And everyone's looking for relief
A bidding war for an old flame's grief
The cause, the kid, the course, the charm
And the curse
Not a word that could make you comprehend
Too well dressed for the witness stand
The press prays for
Whichever headline's worse
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic? Oh oh
Fresh pressed suit and tie
Unimpressed birds sing and die
Can talk my way out of anything
The foreman reads the verdict
"In the above entitled actions
We find the defendant guilty, guilty, guilty
Guilty"
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic? Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic? Oh oh
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
In the mirror, he practices all his lines
To his closing argument
Twelve hearts beat in favor
I'm guessing that he read the morning paper
The headline reads "The man hangs"
But the jury doesn't
And everyone's looking for relief
United States versus disbelief
Mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle
Clear your throat and face the world
The verdict falls like bachelors
For bad luck girls
Only breathing with the aid of denial
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic? Oh oh
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
He glances at his peers sitting
Seven to twelve stacked
On one to six, the gallery is hushed
Boys in three pieces dream
Of grandstanding and bravado
The city sleeps in a cell
Notwithstanding what we all know
Hang on a rope or bated breath
Whichever you prefer
And everyone's looking for relief
A bidding war for an old flame's grief
The cause, the kid, the course, the charm
And the curse
Not a word that could make you comprehend
Too well dressed for the witness stand
The press prays for
Whichever headline's worse
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic? Oh oh
Fresh pressed suit and tie
Unimpressed birds sing and die
Can talk my way out of anything
The foreman reads the verdict
"In the above entitled actions
We find the defendant guilty, guilty, guilty
Guilty"
Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic? Case open, case shut
But you could pay to close it like a casket
Baby boy can't lift his headache head
Isn't it tragic? Oh oh
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh