More songs by Fall Out Boy
Description
Drums: Andy Hurley
Guitar: Joe Trohman
Guitar: Patrick Stump
Bass: Pete Wentz
Producer: Sean O'Keefe
Lyrics and translation
Original
Light that smoke, yeah one for giving up on me.
One that's gonna kill you sooner than my expectations.
To my favorite liar, to my favorite scar. My favorite scar.
I could have died with you.
I hope you choke on those words that kissed that bottle.
Confess.
Confess with you. Now ash yourself, yeah out on the insides.
Said I loved you but I lied.
Let's play this game called when you catch fire, I would have pissed to put you out.
Stop burning bridges, and drive off of them, so I can forget about you.
So bury me in memory, his smile's your rope. So wrap it tight around your throat.
On the drive home, joke about the kid you used to see and his jealousy.
Breaking hearts has never looked so cool as when you wrap your car around a tree.
Your makeup looks so great next to his teeth.
Let's play this game called when you catch fire, I would have pissed to put you out.
No.
Stop burning bridges, and drive off of them, so I can forget about you.
So bury me in memory, his smile's your rope.
So wrap it tight around your throat.
So bury me in memory, his smile's your rope.
So wrap it tight around your throat.
So bury me in memory around your throat
English translation
Light that smoke, yeah one for giving up on me.
One that's gonna kill you sooner than my expectations.
To my favorite liar, to my favorite scar. My favorite scar.
I could have died with you.
I hope you choke on those words that kissed that bottle.
Confess.
Confess with you. Now ash yourself, yeah out on the insides.
Said I loved you but I lied.
Let's play this game called when you catch fire, I would have pissed to put you out.
Stop burning bridges, and drive off of them, so I can forget about you.
So bury me in memory, his smile's your rope. So wrap it tight around your throat.
On the drive home, joke about the kid you used to see and his jealousy.
Breaking hearts has never looked so cool as when you wrap your car around a tree.
Your makeup looks so great next to his teeth.
Let's play this game called when you catch fire, I would have pissed to put you out.
No.
Stop burning bridges, and drive off of them, so I can forget about you.
So bury me in memory, his smile's your rope.
So wrap it tight around your throat.
So bury me in memory, his smile's your rope.
So wrap it tight around your throat.
So bury me in memory around your throat