I'm coming apart at the seams.
Pitching myself for leads in other people's dreams.
Like buzz, buzz, buzz.
Doc, there's a hole where something was.
Doc, there's a hole where something was.

Fell out of bed.
Butterfly bandage,
But don't worry.
You'll never remember,
Your head is far too blurry.
Put him in the back of a squad car
Restrain that man
He needs his head put through a cat scan.
Hey editor, I'm undeniable
Hey Doctor, I'm certifiable
Oh, I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match,
I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet

[Chorus]
So boycott love
Detox just to retox
And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life
Imperfect boys
With their perfect ploys
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy

(Wants to hear you sing about tragedy)

Oh,

Little girl
You got my staring odd, oh
Or was it just a telescopic camera nod
Painted doors in the highway
Truck stop stalls
Lot-lizards scales to deny my rules
All the rookies leave your badge and your gun on the desk, when you leave the room

I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match,
I am half doomed and you're semi-sweet

[Chorus]

(Wants to hear your sing about tragedy)

Detox just to retox
Detox just to retox
Detox just to retox
Detox just to retox
So boycott love
Boycott love

[Chorus]

(Wants to hear you sing)
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy
Whoa

Writer : WENTZ, PETER / STUMP, PATRICK / TROHMAN, JOSEPH / HURLEY, ANDREW
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC