Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Butch Walker
Background Vocals
Lindsay Blaufarb
Background Vocals
Sofia Toufa
Background Vocals
Andy Hurley
Drums
Joe Trohman
Background Vocals
Patrick Stump
Lead Vocals
Pete Wentz
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wesley Eisold
Songwriter
Andy Hurley
Songwriter
Joe Trohman
Songwriter
Patrick Stump
Songwriter
Pete Wentz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
Erich Talaba
Assistant Recording Engineer
Zeph Sowers
Assistant Recording Engineer
George Gumbs
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I wrote a goodbye note
In lipstick on your arm when you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city.
Windows down in the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
This city says
Come hell or high water
When I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down in the back of
Yellow-checkered cars
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
The tombstones were waiting
They were half-engraved
They knew it was over
Just didn't know the date
And I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me
The same way I think of you
This is a love song in my own way
Happily ever after below the waist
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
Racing through the city
Windows down in the back of
Yellow checkered cars
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
You're wrong
Are we all wrong?
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman, Wesley Eisold
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