Interpret:

Panic! at The Disco

Album:

Vices & Virtues

I got so sick of being on my own
Now the devil won't leave me alone
It's almost like I found a friend
Who's in it for the bitter end
Our consciences are always so much heavier than our egos
I set my expectations high
So nothing ever comes out right


So shoot a star on the boulevard tonight
I think I'll figure it out with a little more time
But who needs time...


Turn off the lights, turn off the lights
Turn on the show for me tonight
I've got my heavy heart to hold me down
Once it falls apart my head's in the clouds
So I'm taking every chance I got
Like the man I know I'm not


So sick of wasting all my time
How in gods name did I survive
I need a little sympathy
To sore my insecurities
Our consciences are always so much heavier than our egos
I set my expectations high
So nothing ever comes out right


So shoot a star on the boulevard tonight
I think I'll figure it out with a little more time
But who needs time...


Turn off the lights, turn off the lights
Turn on the show for me tonight
I've got my heavy heart to hold me down
Once it falls apart my head's in the clouds
So I'm taking every chance I got
Like the man I know I'm not


(Oh oh oh, mmm)
A heavy heart on the boulevard tonight, ohh
Shooting stars watch me fall apart tonight, woah-oh-oh-oh-oh


Turn off the lights, turn off the lights
Turn on the show for me tonight
I've got my heavy heart to hold me down
Once it falls apart my head's in the clouds
So I'm taking every chance I got
Like the man I know I'm not


(Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah)