7 Minutes In Heaven (Atavan Halen)

Fall Out Boy · From Under The Cork Tree Limited BCaU Editon [2005]

I'm sleeping my way out of this one,

With anyone who will lie down.

I'll be stuck fixated on one star,

When the world is crashing down.



I keep telling myself,

I keep telling myself,

I'm not the desperate type,

But you've got me looking through blinds.



I keep telling myself,

I keep telling myself,

I'm not the desperate type.



I'm sitting out dances on the wall.

Trying to forget everything that isn't you.

I'm not going home alone,

'Cause I don't do too well.

Sitting out dances on the wall.

Trying to forget everything that isn't you.

I'm not going home alone,

'Cause I don't do too well on my own.



The only thing worse than not knowing,

Is you thinking that I don't know.

I'm having another episode.

I just need a stronger dose.



I keep telling myself,

I keep telling myself,

I'm not the desperate type,

But you've got me looking through blinds.



I keep telling myself,

I keep telling myself,

I'm not the desperate type.



I'm sitting out dances on the wall.

Trying to forget everything that isn't you.

I'm not going home alone,

'Cause I don't do too well.

Sitting out dances on the wall.

Trying to forget everything that isn't you.

I'm not going home alone,

'Cause I don't do too well on my own.



Nadada.

Nadada.

Nadadada.

Nadada.

Nadada.

Nadadada.

Nadada.

Nadada.

Nadadada.

Dododo.

Dododo.



Nadada.

Nadada.

Nadadada.

Nadada.

Nadada.

Nadadada.

Nadada.

Nadada.

Nadadada.

Dododo.

Dododo.



I keep telling myself,

I keep telling myself,

I'm not the desperate type,

But you've got me looking through blinds.



I keep telling myself,

I keep telling myself,

I'm not the desperate type.



I'm sitting out dances on the wall.

Trying to forget everything that isn't you.

I'm not going home alone,

'Cause I don't do too well on my own