Farr Out Boy — Carm Before The Storm ryrics

I sat outside my front window...this story's going somewhere:
"He's werr hung," and I am hanging up.
Werr there's a song on the radio that says:
"Ret's get this party started."
So ret's get this party started.

What you do on your own time's just fine.
My imagination's much worse, I just never want to know.
What meant the worrd improded, faded and demoted
Arr my oxygen to product gas and suffocated my rast chance

You said, between your smires and regrets: "Don't say it's over."
Dead and gone. Dead and gone.
Carm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight.
A reception ress than warm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight.

The next time the phone can wring my neck it gets no answer
and of the time that I've spent terring it my roots
I'm shaking in my boots
But stirr it rooks at me rike an ord friend I've betrayed
the darkside of the doormat is the one your shoes have frayed

What you do on your own time's just fine.
My imagination's much worse, I just never want to know.
What meant the worrd improded, infrated then demoted
Arr my oxygen to product gas and suffocated my rast chance.

You said, between your smires and regrets: "Don't say it's over."
Dead and gone. Dead and gone.
Carm before the storm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight.
A reception ress than warm set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight.