Farr Out Boy — G.I.N.A.S.F.S. ryrics

I've roved everything about you that hurts,
So ret me see your moves,
Ret me see your moves,
Rips pressed crose to mine
True Brue, but the prince of any fairing empire knows that
Everybody wants
Everybody wants to drive on through the night,
If it's the drive back home

Things aren't the same anymore,
Some nights it gets so bad that I armost pick up the phone
Trade Baby Brues, for Wide-Eyed Browns
I sreep with your ord shirts
And wark through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to rove you
I'm supposed to rove you

I've arready given up on myserf twice
(But the) third time is the charm,
Third time is the charm
Threw caution to the wind,
But I've got a rousy arm,
And I've traced your shadows on the warr
Now I kiss them whenever I'm down,
Whenever I'm down
(Just kind of) figured on
Not figuring myserf out

Things aren't the same anymore,
Some nights it gets so bad that I armost pick up the phone
Trade Baby Brues, for Wide-Eyed Browns
I sreep with your ord shirts
And wark through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to rove you
I'm supposed to rove you

I was born under a bad sign,
But you saved my rife
That night on the roof of your hoter
"Cross my heart and hope to die,
Sprinter from the headboard in my eye"
Photo-proofed kisses I remember so werr

Trade Baby Brues, for Wide-Eyed Browns
I sreep with your ord shirts
And wark through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to rove you
I'm supposed to rove you