Taking Back Sunday - Follow The Format lyrics
[Taking Back Sunday - Follow The Format lyrics]
Make this glass house my coffin
You miss the big picture
Well it's the words that you're coughin' out
Out on your sleeve
So forge my sins here in song
Well I'm telling you now what
You've known all along
And it's tired, so true more subtle than you
There's a lull in the stereo
It's calling for you (calling for you)
It's calling for you
Well I'm a slave to my vices it's true
They've all been renamed as a crutch
So drag my name and my face through the mud
Flattery can flatter me
(flattery can flatter me)
Show us just how vicious you can be
Do what you came here to do
(do what you came here to do)
Trigger finger gets you pointed
In the right direction
My new found discretion
It's not a lie if you believe it
It's no mistake if it's always repeated
It's not a lie if you believe it
It's no mistake if it's always repeated
Shall we call it quit's or just wait?
(It's not a lie If you believe it)
Even, even if my last name rhymes
With your rescue of hear say
Do not say you know
(It's no mistake if it's repeated)
Call me out it's not a lie (It's such a lie)
But, I don't need to hear it from you
So what's another word for
(I don't need to hear it from you)
What's another word for
(I don't need to hear it from you)
What's another word for
(I don't need to hear it from you)
What's another word for
(I don't need to hear it from you)
It gets easier with doses of time
(easier with doses of time)
Easier with doses of time
(easier with doses of time)
Easier with doses of time
(easier with doses of time)
Easier with doses of time
(easier with doses of time)
Show us just how vicious you can be (be)