Rat A Tat

No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate

No graphics and no f**king powerpoint presentation

So they just DIY’d that sh*t and built their own bombs

She’s his suicide blond, she’s number than gold



Are you ready for another bad poem?

One more off key anthem

Let your teeth sink in

Remember me as I was not as I am

And I said “I’ll check in tomorrow if I don’t wake up dead,”

I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she’d let it go to my head



Rat a tat tat

Rat a tat tat tat hey

If my love is a weapon

There’s no second guessing when I say

Rat a tat tat

Rat a tat tat tat hey

If my heart is a grenade

You pull the pin and say:



We’re all fighting growing old

We’re all fighting growing old

In the hopes

Of a few minutes more

To get on St. Peter’s list

But you need to lower your standards

Cause it’s never

Getting any better than this



[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/rat-a-tat-lyrics-fall-out-boy.html ]

We are professional ashes of roses

This kerosene’s live

You settled your score

This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven

Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens

This is what we do, we nightmare you



I’m about to make the sweat roll backwards

And your heart beat in reverse

Our guts can’t be reworked

As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert

Getting burned

But I’ll take your heart served up two ways

I sing a bitter song

I’m the lonelier version of you

I just don’t know where it went wrong



She’s sick and she’s wrong

She’s young dirty blonde

And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb

He says “I’ve seen bigger”

She says “I’ve lit better”

And they throw the matches down into the glitter

Not a dry eye left in the house

Go boy, run for your life



Talk less

Mean more

Let’s be electric

Like we were before