Under The Sheets

Like all the boys before, like all the boys, boys, boys 
You left your blood stain on the floor
You set your sights on him
You left a hand print on the door,
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before (boys boys boys boys)

This is our luck, [bad word] out
Her clothes were never off
We still have hours [bad word] about
To scale the map, scale the map, to get us back on track
I’ve seen you in a fight you lost, Ive seen you in a fii-ii-ii-ii-ght
 [bad word] We’re under the sheets and you’re killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
We’re under the sheets and you’re killin’ me

Like all the boys before, like all the boys, boys, boys

In here the world wont bring us down
Our plan is golden
Out there a lonely girl could drown
In here were frozen

Where did the people go?
My hands are empty
You’re not the answer I should know
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,)
 [bad word] 

We’re in a mess baby, were in a mess babe
Your more is less babe
We’re in a mess baby, were in a mess babe
Your more is less babe [bad word]  We’re under the sheets and you’re killin me
In our house made of paper, and you’re words all over me
We’re under the sheets and your killin’ me
(Ive seen you in a fight you lost)
Like all the boys before, like all the boys before
We’re under the sheets and your killing me
Our house full of paper and you’re words all over me
We’re under the sheets and youre killing me
(oh you’re killin me, your killin me!!)

We’re under the sheets and you’re killing me
In our house made of paper, your words all over me
We’re under the sheets and you’re killin me
(killin me, killin me, killin me)
Killin me, killin me, killin me