Panic! At The Disco it's time to dance Lyrics

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention
Cause that's just ridiculous
Well she sure is gonna get it
Here's the setting
Fashion magazines line the walls now
The walls line the bullet holes

(you sure your sure you let her have it)
(your sure your)

Have some composure!
Where is your posture?
Oh no, no!
You're pulling the trigger,
Pulling the trigger all wrong (x2)

Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me a-attention
Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me, give me a break!

When I say Shotgun you say Wedding
Shotgun, Wedding
Shotgun, Wedding

Well, she didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere so
You cry, you cry
(Give me a break!)
But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood
At her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams
(Give me a break!)

Have some composure!
Where is your posture?
Oh no, no!
You're pulling the trigger,
Pulling the trigger all wrong (x2)

Come on, this is screaming 'Photo op, op'
Come on, this is screaming 'Photo op, op'
Come on, come on
This is screaming, this is screaming,
This is screaming 'Photo op'

(faded)
Have some composure
Where is your posture
(you sure you sure you let her have it)
Your pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
(your sure your sure)

well
give me envy
Give me malice
Give me a-attention
Give me envy
Give me malice
Baby, give me a break!

When I say Shotgun you say Wedding
Shotgun, Wedding
Shotgun, Wedding

Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams

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