The Calendar (исполнитель: Panic! At the Disco)
(only for you only for you) It's said, "If you don't let it out You're gonna let it eat you away." I'd rather be a cannibal, baby Animals like me don't talk anyway Feel like an ambulance Chaser of faith Pray I could replace her Forget the way her tears taste Oh, the way her tears taste Put another ex on the calendar Summer's on its deathbed There is simply nothing worse Than knowing how it ends And I meant everything I said that night I [bad word] back to life But only for you Only for you The world may call it a second chance But when I came back it was more of a relapse Anticipation's on the other line And obsession called while you were out Yeah, it called while you were out Put another ex on the calendar Summer's on its deathbed There is simply nothing worse Than knowing how it ends And I meant everything I said that night I [bad word] back to life But only for you Only for you Asleep in the hive I guess all the buzzing got to me Well, I'm still alive At night your body is a symphony And I'm conducting It's said, "If you don't let it out You're gonna let it eat you away." Put another ex on the calendar Summer's on its deathbed There is simply nothing worse Than knowing how it ends And I meant everything I said that night I [bad word] back to life But only for you Only for you Only for you Only for you Only for you Only for you