Champagne For My Real Friends Real Pain For My Sham Friends [From Under The Cork Tree 2005]
You are a getaway car, a rush of blood to the head But me, I'm just the covers on top of your bed You steer away in a rear view mirror, you make my head swim I keep you warm and won't ask you where you've been
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin When it's said and done they're all scrambling And we're friends, yeah we're friends Just because we move units
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame Such a shame
The sounds of this small town make my ears hurt Oh yeah, you caught me. But I caught you one worse They say, "You want a war? You've got a war." But who are you fighting for? The tides out, the ship's run aground We drown traitors in shallow water
With your backless black dress soaked to the skin When it's said and done they're all scrambling And we're friends, yeah we're friends Just because we move units
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame Such a shame
At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame Such a shame
Strike us like matches, cause everyone deserves the flames We only do it for the scars and stories, not the fame At least everyone is trying, everyone is shining Everyone deserves the flames but it's such a shame Such a shame