Monday, May 6, 2002

MAYDAY PARADE LYRICS - If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask

MAYDAY PARADE LYRICS



"If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask"






I'm throwing away pictures,

That I never should have taken in the first place

And it's cold in my apartment,

As I'm changing all the colors

From the brightest reds to grays



Well it's 3 o'clock on Monday morning

I'm just hoping you're not seeing his face

I've been getting calls in these hotel rooms,

Long enough to know that it was him

That took my place



And I hope this makes you happy now,

That the flame we had is burning out

And I hope you like your pictures facing down

As even broken hearts may have their doubts



And I'm burning all the letters,

Hoping that I might forget her and her bad taste

That she left, when she was leaving me

Alive but barely breathing as she walked

Out of this place



And you dropped the note and we changed key

You changed yourself and I changed me

I really didn't see us singing through this

Then you screamed the bridge,

And I cried the verse

And our chorus came out unrehearsed

And you smiled the whole way through it,

I guess maybe that's what's worse



And I hope this makes you happy now,

That the flame we had is burning out

And I hope you like your pictures facing down

As even broken hearts may have their doubts



And I'm taking all your memories off the shelf

And I don't need you or anybody else

So take a look at me,

See what you want to see

When you get home



Take me home,

I'd rather die than be with you

Take me home,

You have a problem with the truth

Take me home,

Because this happens every time

I knew it would,

I knew it would



Take me home,

I'd rather die than be with you

Take me home,

You have a problem with the truth

Take me home,

Because this happens every time

And I knew it would,

I knew it would



And I hope this makes you happy now,

That the flame we had is burning out

And I hope you like your pictures facing down

As even broken hearts may have their doubts



And I'm taking all your memories off the shelf

And I don't need you or anybody else

So take a look at me,

See what you want to see

When you get home

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