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Album A Lesson In Romantics (2007) by Mayday Parade Label Fearless Records Written-By Mayday Parade Vocals Derek Sanders, Jason Lancaster Guitar Alex Garcia, Brooks Betts Drums Jake Bundrick Mastered By Steve Hall Mixed By Mark Needham A&R Bob Becker Booking Craig Newman Legal Bryan K. Christner Management Matt Grogan Artwork By Kyle Crawford Hot lyrics

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Mayday Parade – When I Get Home You're So Dead Lyrics

from album: A Lesson In Romantics (2007) The words are coming I feel terrible Is it typical, for us to act like this Am I just another scene From a movie that you've seen 100 times Cause baby you weren't the first, or the last, or the worst And I've got to fill the blanks in this past with a verse We could sit around and cry but frankly you're not worth it Anymore So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under Lipstick lullabies This is sorry for the last time And baby I understand that you're making new friends This is how you get by The moral this time is Girls make boys cry And I... On any other day we'd shoot the boy But your simple toy Had caused a scene like this Leave him hanging on the walls Just a picture in the hall Like 100 more Consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips And he's making you scream with his hands on your hips I hope he's leaving you empty baby this is just a fix For such a simple. Little. Whore. So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under Lipstick lullabies This is sorry for the last time And baby I understand that you're making new friends This is how you get by The moral this time is Girls make boys cry And Your name remains the same All that has changed is this pretty face So pull the trigger (Your name) It never gets closer (remains the same) You want to start over But never start over Pull the trigger (All that has changed) It never gets closer (is this pretty face) You want to start over But never start over So say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under Lipstick lullabies This is sorry for the last time And baby I understand that you're making new friends This is how you get by The moral this time is Girls make boys cry and I... Say hello Say hello (Whoaaaa) Lipstick lullabies This is sorry for the last time! And baby I understand that you're making new friends This is how you get by The moral this time is Girls make boys cry and. Share lyrics Tweet Songwriters: Alexander Antonio Garcia, Brooks Patrick Betts, Christopher Jacob Bundrick, Derek Sanders, Jason Alan Lancaster, Jeremy Stephen Lenzo When I Get Home You're So Dead lyrics © Audiam, Inc. Lyrics term of use

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