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Uild God, Then We'll Talk - Panic! At The Disco
It's these substandard motels on the la
Corner of 4th and fremont street
Appealing only because they are just that
Unappealing
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves
Upon entering
The rooms have a hint of asbestos
And maybe just a dash of formaldehyde
And the habit of decomposing right
Before your very la eyes
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Tonight tenants range from
A lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked
Inside her lingerie
She's getting a job at the firm come Monday
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
Moonlighting aside
She really needs his money
Oh wonderful caricature of intimacy
Yeah yeah
And not to mention
The constable and his proposition
For that vingin
Yes the one the lawyer met with
On strictly business
As he said to the Mrs. well
Only hours before
After he had left she was fixing her face
In a compact
There was a terrible crash
There was a terrible crash
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag
And held a purse of a different kind
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
There are no raindrops on roses
And girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches
And taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets
And before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things
Raindrops on roses
And girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches
And taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets
And before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things
Inside what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Raindrops on roses
And girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches
And taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets
And before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things
Raindrops on roses
And girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches
And taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets
And before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things