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When I Get Home You're So Dead

Mayday Parade10 Jul 2007

When I Get Home You're So Dead Lyrics

When I Get Home You're So Dead - Mayday Parade

The words are coming I feel terrible

Is it typical for us to end like this

Am I just another scene

From a movie

That you've seen one hundred times

 

'Cause baby you weren't the first

Or the last or the worst

And I've got to fill the blanks

In the past with a verse

We could sit around and cry

But frankly you're not worth it

Anymore

 

So say hello to all the boys

At the top of this table

That you're under

 

Lipstick lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

And baby I understand

How you're making new friends

This is how you get by

 

The moral this time is

Girls make boys cry

 

And I

 

On any other day would shoot the boy

But your simple toy

Had caused a scene like this

Leave him hanging on the walls

Just a picture in the hall

Like a hundred more

 

Consider this as a gift

As you taste him on your lips

And he's making you scream

With his hands on your hips

I hope he's leaving you empty baby

This is just a fix

For such a simple little whore

 

So say hello to all the boys

At the top of this table

That you're under

 

Lipstick lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

 

And baby I understand

How you're making new friends

This is how you get by

 

The moral this time is

 

Girls make boys cry

And your name remains the same

 

All that has changed is this pretty face

 

So pull the trigger

It never gets closer

You want to start over

 

But never start over

 

So pull the trigger

It never gets closer

You want to start over

But never start over

 

So say hello to all the boys

At the top of this table

That you're under

 

Lipstick lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

And baby I understand

How you're making new friends

This is how you get by

 

The moral this time is

 

Girls make boys cry

And I

 

Say hello

Say hello

 

Lipstick lullabies

This is sorry for the last time

And baby I understand

How you're making new friends

This is how you get by

 

The moral this time is

 

Girls make boys cry

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***