I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers

I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers
You’re a canary, I’m a coal mine
Cause sorrow is just all the rage
Take one for the team
You all know what I mean
And I’m so sorry, but not really
Tell the boys where to find my body
New York eyes, Chicago thighs
Pushed up the window to kiss you off

The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
Do you remember the way I held your hand?
Under the lamp post and ran home
This way so many times
I could close my eyes
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you
The truth
The truth
(Now press repeat)
En 'I've Got All This Ringing In My Ears And None On My Fingers' de Fall Out Boy, la banda nos sumerge en un torbellino emocional con sus potentes letras y melodías enérgicas...