The Menzingers - Male Call lyrics

[The Menzingers - Male Call lyrics]

Blame the suit's who lined their
Pockets with her tears blame the boys in the
Blindfolds covering their ears
Blame the magazines she read
Join the righteous waning side
It was a misinterpretation of the neon signs

It was a rainy, miserable Sunday
Carried her cedar up the stairs
Collared man did his best to apologize
But the damage it was done
She believed in all their lies
I'd buy your soul, but I can't afford to pay
Girl they say that you get nothing for free
Your lipstick adorns my collar
While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me

Then her father said to me
"Tom, I can't ascribe a
Purpose to this atrocity"
Trademark my messiah, call me an orderly


I need 800 cups of Kool-Aid for my prophecy

It was a rainy, miserable Sunday
Carried her cedar up the stairs
Collared man did his best to apologize
But the damage it was done
She believed in all their lies
I'd buy your soul, but I can't afford to pay
Girl they say that you get nothing for free
Your lipstick adorns my collar
While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me

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