Taking Back Sunday - Follow The Format lyrics

make a big scene
make this glass house my coffin
you missed the big picture
well it is the words that you are coughing out on your sleeve
so forge my sins here in song
well i am telling you now what you have known all along
and it is tired, so true, more subtle than you
theres a lull in the stereo
it is calling for you (calling for you)
it is calling for you

well i am a slave to my vices (it is true)
they´ve all been renamed as a crutch
so drag my name & my face through the mud
flattery can flatter me (flattery can flatter me)
showing just how vicious you could 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 isn´t a lie if you believe it
it is no mistake if it is always repeated
it isn´t a lie if you believe it
it is no mistake if it is always repeated

shall we call it quits or just wait? (it isn´t 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 is no mistake if its repeated)
call me out
it isn´t a lie (it is such a lie)
but I do not need to hear it from you
so what´s another word for (i do not need to hear it from you)
what´s another word for (don´t need to hear it from you)
what´s another word for (i do not need to hear it from you)
what´s another word for (don´t need to hear it from you)
it gets 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)
easier with doses of time (easier with doses of time)
Show us just how vicious you could be

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