Tekster:
Panic At The Disco Vices And 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

: I got so sick of being on my own Now the devil wont leave me alone It's almost like I found a friend Who's in it for the bitter end Our conscious'

But only for you Only for you I'll sleep in the hive I guess all the buzzing got to me While I'm still alive At night your body is a symphony And

: You've got these little things That you've been running from You either love it or guess you don't You're such a pretty thing To be running from anyone

just one regret to live through And that one regret is you Mona Lisa pleased to please ya (And that one regret is you) Mona Lisa pleased to please ya (And

: If i retreat, words, wars and symphonies, Make room we?re taking over here, And so the galantine, cold and alone, it suits you well, Will finally perch

momentum, And the bills were piling high Then the smile had finally faded, From the apple from their eye. They were young and independent, And they thought

there's always time Calling for me I'm the light blinking at the end of the road Blink back to let me know That I'm skin and bone Just a king and rusty

'll dance to anything. X2 oh I confess, I confess to the rumor of us. but you didn't come and speak to me or put my heart at needs and I believe that