Fall Out Boy - The Carpal Tunnel Of Love Lyrics

We take sour sips,
From life's lush lips.
And we shake shake shake the hips,
In relationships.
Stomp out this disaster town.
You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know,
You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding."
And we might have started singing just a little soon.
We're throwing the stones at a glass moon.

Whoa, ah, oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa, ah, oh, far from the genuinely cunning.
Whoa, ah, oh.

We keep the beat,
With your blistered feet.
We bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing,
"Slept through the weekend,
And dreaming,
Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity.
Got postcardsfrom my former selves, saying, "How you been?""
We might've said good byes just a little soon.
(Stomp out this disaster town.)
Woooah.
Robbing lips, kissing banks under this moon.

Whoa, ah, oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa, ah, oh, some form of genuine and cunning.
Whoa, ah, oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa, ah, oh, some form of genuine and cunning.

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It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche,
When the pearls in our shells got up to dance.
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle,
But I'm just tired yawns for fawns on hunters lawns.
We're the hasbeens of the husbands.
Sharpening the knives of young wives.
Take two years and call me when you're better.
Take tears of mine and find yourself wetter.

Whoa, ah, oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa, ah, oh, some form of genuine and cunning.
Whoa, ah, oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa, ah, oh, some form of genuine and cunning.

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