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-ly on

Well she sure is gonna get it

Here's the setting:

Fashion magazines line the walls now

The walls line the bullet holes...

Have some composure!

Where is your posture?

Oh no, no!

You're pulling the trigger,

Pulling the trigger all wrong

Have some composure!

Where is your posture?

Oh no, no!

You're pulling the trigger,

Pulling the trigger all wrong

Give me envy

Give me malice

Give me attention

Give me envy

Give me malice

Baby, 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! Break! Break! Break!)

Have some composure!

Where is your posture?

Oh no, no!

You're pulling the trigger,

Pulling the trigger all wrong

Have some composure!

Where is your posture?

Oh no, no!

You're pulling the trigger,

Pulling the trigger all wrong

Come on, this is screaming

"Photo op." op...

Come on, this is screaming

"Photo op." op........

Come on, come

This is screaming, This is screaming,

This is screaming, "Photo op."

Boys will be boys baby

Boys will be boys

Boys will be boys baby

Boys will be boys

Give me envy

Give me malice

Give me your 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