Timbaland, Fall Out Boy - One and Only lyrics

Uh i'm head over heels for someone high
That I really can't deal with (Deal with)
I want to block her out my mind
But I really can't do it (Do it)
I tell myself this the last time
I'mma let her do this to me
Whenever we do spend time
I realize that I can't get enough of you

Wipe that sm-ile off your fuckin' face
(And I say to you)
Wipe that sm-ile off your face
(Then I say to you)
Wipe that sm-ile off your fuckin' face
(And I say to you)
Wipe that sm-ile off your face

To be despised, to be loved
To be dreamt of, to be sought
On the inside I don't care
Right in the middle, I'm right in the middle
To be despised, to be loved
To be dreamt of, to be sought
On the inside I don't care
Be my unholy, my one and my lonely

I wear scarves and hoods
'Cause they're the only poker face
That I've got left
And everything I love about you is a mess
Smash the mirror and break
The palm reader's hand
I want to be better than I am

Wipe that sm-ile off your fuckin' face
(And I say to you)
Wipe that sm-ile off your face
(Then I say to you)
Wipe that sm-ile off your fuckin' face
(And I say to you)
Wipe that sm-ile off your face

To be despised, to be loved
To be dreamt of, to be sought
On the inside I don't care
Right in the middle, I'm right in the middle
To be despised, to be loved
To be dreamt of, to be sought
On the inside I don't care
Be my unholy, my one and my lonely

AOWWWWWW! Girl, just look what you've done
How could you do this to me?
I gotta put my foot down
I can't let you do this to me
I can't forget those good ol' times
And all the things you've been doin' to me
I wanna hit that one mo' time
I'm in love, what'chu doin to me
I'mma say it loud
Why can't us fuck in this crowd?
Why we arguin'? I thought me and you were
'posed to be friends
Let's chill for minute (For a minute)
Better yet we need to heal for a minute
(For a minute) baby, put down the knife
Sometimes I wanna save ya life but I'm in

To be despised, to be loved
To be dreamt of, to be sought
On the inside I don't care
Right in the middle, I'm right in the middle
To be despised, to be loved
To be dreamt of, to be sought
On the inside I don't care
Be my unholy, my one and my lonely

We don't got no fuckin' band!
We ain't got no speakers
No fuckin' microphones set up!
Timberland, you tunin' son of a bitch
Get the fuck outta my house now
'Fore I get too mad and I can't turn back
HEY! Didn't I say get the fuck out!
Get the fuck out! Ha ha ha ha ha