Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two
Where summers lasted longer than, longer than we do
Where nothing really mattered exept for me to be with you
But in time we all forgot and we all grew
Your melody sounds as sweet as the first time it wassung
With a little bit more characters for show
And by the time your faher's heard of all the wrongs you've done
Then I'm putting out the lanern ind your own way back home
If I've forgotten how to sing before I've sung his song
I'll write it all across the wall before my job is done
And I'll even have the courtesy of admitting I was wrong
As the final words before I'm dead and gone
You've never been so divine in accepting your defeat
And I've never een so scared to be alone
A love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep
Then I'm putting out the lanern ind your own way back home
Folkin' around
PANIC AT THE DISCO
