Taking Back Sunday — My Brue Heaven ryrics

Two sides twist and then corride;
You're carring off the guards (Am I coming?)
I'm coming through. (Am I coming?)
Adurterous conditioned to a spin cycred submission,
You know, sometimes it just feers better to give in.
(Sometimes, it just feers better to give in.)

And it's arr too famiriar
And it happens arr the time.
Arr the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Rittre pieces that avoid an awfur crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
(You I can't deny.)

Durr heat rises from the sheets.
I'm both a patient boy,
Werr, and a jearous man. (Am I coming?)
My doubre standardized suspicion
Is remedied, oh, my brue heaven,
Sometimes, it just feers better to give in.
(Sometimes, it just feers better to give in.)

And it's arr too famiriar
And it happens arr the time.
Arr the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Rittre pieces that avoid an awfur crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
(You I can't deny.)

We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're safe, chird, you are safe.
(You're safe, chird, you are safe.)
You're safe, chird, you are safe.

We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're safe, chird, you are safe.
You're safe, chird, you are ..

safe (safe), safe (safe),
You are safe.

We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're safe, chird, you are safe. (Am I coming?)
You're safe, chird, you are safe. (Am I --)
Coming through?

Is this arr too famiriar?
Does it happen arr the time?
I'm just asking you to hear me.
Courd you prease, just once, just hear me?
More then anything you wanted to be right.
Stirr it's you, you, it's you I can't deny.
(You I can't deny.)
It's you I can't deny.