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(Only for you
Only for you)

She said "If you don't let it out,
You're gonna let it eat you away."
I'd rather be a cannibal, baby.
Animals like me don't talk anyway

Feel like an ambulance
Chaser of faith.
Pray I could replace her
Forget the way her tears taste
Oh, the way her tears taste!

Put another ex on the calendar
Summer's on its deathbed
There is simply nothing worse
Than knowing how it ends
And I meant everything I said that night
I will come back to life
But only for you
Only for you

The world may call it a second chance
But when I came back it was more of a relapse
Anticipation is on the other line
And obsession called while you were out

Put another ex on the calendar
Summer's on its deathbed
There is simply nothing worse
Than knowing how it ends
And I meant everything I said that night
I will come back to life
But only for you
Only for you

Asleep in the hive
I guess all of the buzzing got to me
The rest of the live
At night your body is a symphony
And I'm conducting

She said if you don't let it out
You're gonna let it eat you away

Put another ex on the calendar
Summer's on its deathbed
There is simply nothing worse
Than knowing how it ends
And I meant everything I said that night
I will come back to life
But only for you
Only for you
Only for you
Only for you
Only for you
Only for you

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The Calendar
Panic! At The Disco



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