Champagne for My Real Friends, Real Pain for My Sham Friends
Album: From Under the Cork Tree
Release Date: 5/3/05
You are a getaway car
A rush of blood to the head
But me
You steer away in a rear view mirror
You make my head swim
I keep you warm and won't ask you where you've been
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin
When it's said and done they're all scrambling
And we're friends
Just because we move units
Strike us like matches
We only do it for the scars and stories
At least everyone else is trying
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
Such a shame
The sounds of this small town make my ears hurt
Oh yeah
They say
But who are you fighting for?
The tides out
We drown traitors in shallow water
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin
When it's said and done they're all scrambling
And we're friends
Just because we move units
Strike us like matches
We only do it for the scars and stories
At least everyone else is trying
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
Such a shame
Everyone else is trying
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
Such a shame
Strike us like matches
We only do it for the scars and stories
At least everyone else is trying
Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame
© CHICAGO X SOFTCORE SONGS