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I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch Whoa You'll never catch us So just let me be Said I'll be fine 'Till the hospital or American Embassy Miss Flack said I still want you back Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of Is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one Who gave up on you Who gave up on you They say the captain Goes down with the ship So, when the world ends Will God go down with it? Miss Flack said I still want you back Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of Is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one Who gave up on you Who gave up on you What a catch What a catch What a catch What a catch Elvis Costello: I will never end up like him Behind my back, I already am Keep a calendar
This way you will always know I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of Is the way I'm the one Who charmed the one Who gave up on you Who gave up on you Gabe Saporta: Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman Maybe he won't find out what I know You were the last good thing Travis McCoy: We're going down, down in an earlier round And sugar, we're goin' down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded God complex, cock and pull it Brendon Urie: Dance, dance, we're falling apart to halftime Dance, dance, and these are the lives you'd love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me Doug Does: This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race Alex DeLeon: One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you, only sweeter William Beckett: Growing up, growing up
I got troubled thoughts And the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch
