Sugar We're Goin Down

(We're goin' down, down)

Am I more than you bargained for yet?
I've been dying to tell you anything (anything)
You want to hear
'Cause that's just who I am this week

Lie in the grass
Next to the mausoleum (the mausoleum)
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song (notch in your bedpost)

We're goin' down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin'
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're goin' down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin'
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex (cock it and pull it)

(Goin' down, down)
(Down, down)
(We're goin')
(Cock it, cock it)
(Cock it, cock it and pull it)
(Cock it, cock it, cock it)

Is this more than you bargained for yet?
Oh, don't mind me, I'm watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans

Isn't it messed up?
How I'm just dying to be him (Dying to be him)
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and we're sleeping for the wrong team

We're goin' down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin'
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

We're goin' down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swingin'
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it

(Goin' down, down)
(Down, down)
(We're goin')
(Cock it, cock it)
(Cock it, cock it and pull it)
(Cock it, cock it, cock it)



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman, Peter Wentz
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