Interpret:

Panic! at The Disco

Album:

Vices & Virtues

Is there a heart inside the night 
I can feel its vital signs 
The beat goes dry, and the spirit dies 
Ohhhhh 


I wanna dig this Tinseltown 'til its six feet underground 
It's safe to say, that timing is everything (everything) 


I wanna be free, I wanna be loved, I wanna be more than you're thinking of 
Everything seems to be estranged when you're alone 


Played our parts and covered ground 
Drowned our sorrows laid em' down 
My memory is keeping the effigy 


I wanna be free, I wanna be loved, I wanna be more than you're thinking of 
Everything seems to be estranged when you're alone 


One day I'll stop keeping track and give myself time to react 
One day, one day 


I wanna be free, I wanna be loved, I wanna be more than you're thinking of 
Everything seems to be estranged when you're alone 
Wanna be free, wanna be loved, wanna be more than you're thinking of 
Everything seems to be estranged when you're alone 
Ohhhhh yeah!