Taking Back Sunday - Follow The Format lyrics

Make a big scene Make this gla** house my coffin (You miss the big picture) Well it's the words that you're coughin' out, (out on your sleeve) So forge my sins here in song (Well I'm telling you now what you've known all along) And it's tired, so true, More subtle than you There's a lull in the stereo It's calling for you (calling for you) It's calling for you Well I'm a slave to my vices (It's true) They've all been renamed as a crutch So drag my name and my face through the mud Flattery can flatter me (flattery can flatter me) Show us just how vicious you can be Do what you came here to do (Do what you came here to do) Trigger finger gets you pointed in The right direction My new found discretion It's not a lie if you believe it It's no mistake if it's always repeated It's not a lie if you believe it It's no mistake if it's always repeated Shall we call it quits or just wait? (It's not a lie If you believe it) Even, even if my last name rhymes with your rescue of hear say Do not say you know (It's no mistake if its repeated) Call me out It's not a lie (It's such a lie) But I don't need to hear it from you So what's another word for (I don't need to hear it from you) What's another word for (I don't need to hear it from you) What's another word for (I don't need to hear it from you) What's another word for (I don't need to hear it from you) It gets easier with doses of time (easier with dull sense of time) Easier with doses of time (easier with doses of time) Easier with doses of time (easier with doses of time) Easier with doses of time (easier with doses of time) Show us just how vicious you can be (be)