I’m a preacher, sweating in the pews
For the salvation I’m bringing you
I’m a salesman, I’m selling you hooks and plans
And myself for making demands

When I’m home alone I just dance by myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off:
I'm all right in bed but I’m better with a pen.
The kid was alright but it went to his head

I-I am god’s gift
But why would he bless me with
Such wit without a conscience equipped?
I’m addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, woah
There's too much green to feel blue.

When I’m home alone I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off:
I’m all right in bed but I’m better with a pen.
The kid was alright but it went to his head

When I’m home alone I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off:
[I’m all right in bed but I’m better with a pen.] [x3]
The kid was alright but it went to his head

Woaaah...

Album

• Infinity On High - Fall Out Boy