Fall Out Boy Song Lyrics

Rat A Tat

It's Courtney bitch
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey

No thesis existed for cities burning down at such a rampant rate
No graphics and no fucking PowerPoint presentation
So they just DIY'd this shit and built their own bombs
She's his suicide blonde, she's number than gold

Are you ready for another bad poem
One more off key anthem
And let your teeth sink in
Remember me as I was not as I am
And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead"
I kept wishing she had a blonde ambition and she let it go to my head

Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
My love is a weapon there's no second guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
My heart is a grenade
You pull the pin and say,

We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
Cause it's never
Getting any better than this

We are professional ashes of roses
This kerosene's live
You settled the score
This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven
Killing fields of fire to congress of ravens
This is what we do, baby we nightmare you

I'm about to make your sweat roll backward
And your heart beat in reverse
Our guts can't be reworked
As alone as a little white church in the middle of a desert
Getting burnt
But I'll take your heart served up two ways
I sing a bitter song
I'm the lonelier version of you
I just don't know where it went wrong

Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
My love is a weapon there's no second guessing when I say
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
My heart is a grenade
You pull the pin and say,

We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
Cause it's never
Getting any better than this

Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never getting any better than this

She's sick and she's wrong
She's young dirty blonde
And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb
He says "I've seen bigger"
She says "I've lit better"
And they throw the matches back into the glitter
Not a dry eye left in the house
Go boy, go boy run for your life
Go boy, go boy run for your life
Go boy, go boy run for your life

We're all fighting growing old
We're all fighting growing old
In the hopes
Of a few minutes more
To get on St. Peter's list
But you need to lower your standards
Cause it's never
Getting any better than this

Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never getting any better than this
Rat a tat tat
Rat a tat tat tat hey
It's never getting any better than this

Are you ready for another bad poem?