DESCRIPTION:
Fall Out Boy - Fame Infamy from the Album Infinity On High

Lyrics :

Im a preacher sweating in the pew
For the salvation Im bringing you
Im a salesman, Im selling you hooks and plans
And myself for making demands

When Im home alone I just dance by myself
And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off Im alright in bed but Im better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head

I am gods gift but why would he bless me with
Such wit without a conscience equipped
Im addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, woah
It's too much green to feel blue

When Im home alone I just cant stop myself
And you pull my hips so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off Im alright in bed but Im better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head

When Im home alone I just cant stop myself
And you pull my hips so close lying goes with the truth
Signing off Im alright in bed but Im better with a pen
Im alright in bed but Im better with a pen
Im alright in bed but Im better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head