You're a classic like a little black dress...~
I'm not a crybaby, I'm the crybaby; a caterpillar that got stuck.
Mr. Moth come quick with any luck!
A long walk to a dark house, a roman candle heart keep us far apart.
I'm cocktail party doing all right.
Hate me baby, maybe I'm a piece of art.
My friends all lie and say they only want the best wishes from me.
Oh 3-2-1, we go live!
Oh baby you're a classic like a little black dress; you're a faded moon stuck on a little hot mess.
And baby you're a classic like a little black dress, but you'll be faded soon stuck on a little hot mess.
I can make your heart slow.
I can feel the weather in my bones.
Wish hard enough I could turn it to what I like; your pupils big rolling like dice.
Not the boy, I was the boy; I am is just venting.
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city.
They say they only want the best wishes from me.
Oh 3-2-1, we go live!!
Oh baby you're a classic like a little black dress; you're a faded moon stuck on a little hot mess.
And baby you're a classic like a little black dress, but you'll be faded soon stuck on a little hot mess.
-Tiffany Blews
Fall Out Boy
Mr. Moth come quick with any luck!
A long walk to a dark house, a roman candle heart keep us far apart.
I'm cocktail party doing all right.
Hate me baby, maybe I'm a piece of art.
My friends all lie and say they only want the best wishes from me.
Oh 3-2-1, we go live!
Oh baby you're a classic like a little black dress; you're a faded moon stuck on a little hot mess.
And baby you're a classic like a little black dress, but you'll be faded soon stuck on a little hot mess.
I can make your heart slow.
I can feel the weather in my bones.
Wish hard enough I could turn it to what I like; your pupils big rolling like dice.
Not the boy, I was the boy; I am is just venting.
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city.
They say they only want the best wishes from me.
Oh 3-2-1, we go live!!
Oh baby you're a classic like a little black dress; you're a faded moon stuck on a little hot mess.
And baby you're a classic like a little black dress, but you'll be faded soon stuck on a little hot mess.
-Tiffany Blews
Fall Out Boy