Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
I took a shot and didn't even come close
At trust and love and hope
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it
And never had it at all

And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me

Please put the doctor on the phone 'cause I'm not making any sense
Blame everyone but me for this mess
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart
We never seemed so far
I'm hopelessly hopeful, that you're just hopeless enough
But we never had it at all

And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
to everyone else around me
everyone else around me
everyone else around me

• 7 Minutes In Heaven (Atavan Halen)
• A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"
• Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends
• Dance, Dance
• Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows)
• I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me
• I've Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song)
• Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner
• Of All The Gin Joints In All The World
• Our Lawyer Made Us Change The Name Of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued
• Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year
• Sugar We're Going Down
• The Music Or The Misery
• XO