"The Take Over, The Breaks Over" - Live At The Cricket Pavillion /2007

Baby, seasons change but people don't
And I'll always be waiting in the back room
I'm boring but overcompensate
With headlines and

Flash, flash, flash photography
But don't pretend you ever forgot about me

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
A widow or a divorcee?

Don't pretend, d-d-don't pretend
We don't fight fair

We don't fight fair
They say your head can be a prison
Then these are just conjugal visits
People will dissect us

'Til this doesn't mean a thing anymore
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your wake for fashion magazines
A widow or a divorcee?

Don't pretend, d-d-don't pretend
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces

We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
We don't fight fair
We don't fight fair
We don't fight fair

We don't fight fair
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair (We do it in the dark)
With smiles on our faces
We're dropped and well concealed in secret places
We don't fight fair
(Don't pretend you ever forgot about me)
We don't fight fair
(Don't pretend you ever forgot about me)
We don't fight fair



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