Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tiffany Blews, artist - Fall Out Boy. Album song Folie à Deux, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Tiffany Blews |
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh |
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh |
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh |
Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh |
I’m not a crybaby |
I’m the crybaby |
A caterpillar that got stuck |
Mr. Moth, come quick with any luck |
A long walk to a dark house |
A Roman candle heart keep us far apart |
I’m cocktail party doing alright, hate me baby |
Maybe I’m a piece of art |
Oh, my friends all lie and say |
They only want the best wishes for me |
Oh, three, two, one, we go live! |
Oh baby, you’re a classic |
Like a little black dress |
You’re a faded moon |
Stuck on a little hot mess |
Little hot mess, whoa, whoa |
And oh baby, you’re a classic |
Like a little black dress |
But you’ll be faded soon |
Stuck on a little hot mess |
Little hot mess, whoa, whoa, whoa |
I can make your heart slow |
I can feel the weather in my bones |
Wish hard enough, I can turn it to what I like |
Your pupils (Big) big (Roll), they’re rolling like dice |
They say they only want the best wishes for me |
(They only want the best for me) |
Oh, three, two, one, we go live! |
Oh baby, you’re a classic |
Like a little black dress |
You’re a faded moon |
Stuck on a little hot mess |
Little hot mess, whoa, whoa |
And oh baby, you’re a classic |
Like a little black dress |
But you’ll be faded soon |
Stuck on a little hot mess |
Little hot mess, whoa, whoa, whoa |
Not the boy I was, the boy I am is just venting, venting |
(Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh) |
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city |
(Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh) |
Not the boy I was, the boy I am is just venting, venting |
(Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh) |
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city |
(Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh) |
They say they only want the best wishes for me |
(They only want the best for me) |
Oh, three, two, one, we go live! |
Oh baby, you’re a classic |
Like a little black dress |
You’re a faded moon |
Stuck on a little hot mess |
Little hot mess, whoa, whoa |
And oh baby, you’re a classic |
Like a little black dress |
But you’ll be faded soon |
Stuck on a little hot mess |
Little hot mess, whoa, whoa, whoa… |