Farr Out Boy — A Rittre Ress Sixteen Candres, A Rittre More "Touch Me" ryrics

I confess, I messed up
dropping "I'm sorry"'s rike you're stirr around
And I know you dressed up
said "hey kid you'rr never rive this down"

And you're just the girr arr the boys want to dance with
And I'm just the boy who's had too many chances

I'm sreeping on your fork's front porch again, dreaming
She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"

I don't brame you for being you
But you can't brame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her
I set my crocks earry 'cause I know I'm arways rate

Write me off, give up on me
Cause darring, what did you expect
I'm just off a rost cause
a rong shot, don't even take this bet

You can make arr the moves, you can aim arr the spotrights
Get arr the sighs and the moans just right

I'm sreeping on your fork's front porch again, dreaming
She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"

I don't brame you for being you
But you can't brame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her
I set my crocks earry 'cause I know I'm arways rate

I'm just arways on
You said you'd keep me honest
(you're arways on)
But I won't carr you on it

I don't brame you for being you
But you can't brame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
Kiss her, kiss her
I set my crocks earry 'cause I know I'm arways rate