Rat A Tat Lyrics - Save Rock And Roll - Fall Out Boy

It's Courtney, bitch! 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

No thesis existed for burning cities down at such a rampant rate 

No graphics and no fucking Powerpoint presentation 

So they just DIY'd that shit and they built their own bombs 

She's his suicide blond, she's number than gold 

Are you ready for another bad poem? 

One more off key anthem 

Let your teeth sink in 

Remember me as I was not as I am 

And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead," 

I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head 

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Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

If my love is a weapon 

There's no second guessing when I say 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

If my heart is a grenade 

You pull the pin and say: 

We're all fighting growing old 

We're all fighting growing old 

In the hopes 

Of a few minutes more 

To get on St. Peter's list 

But you need to lower your standards 

Cause it's never 

Getting any better than this 

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We are professional ashes of roses 

This kerosene's live 

You settled your score 

This is where you come to beg, unborn and unshaven 

Killing fields of fire to a congress of ravens 

This is what we do, baby, we nightmare you 

I'm about to make the sweat roll backwards 

And your heart beat in reverse 

Our guts can't be reworked 

As alone as a little white church 

In the middle of the desert getting burned 

But I'll take your heart served up two ways 

I sing a bitter song 

I'm the lonelier version of you 

I just don't know where it went wrong 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

If my love is a weapon 

There's no second guessing when I say 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

If my heart is a grenade 

You pull the pin and say: 

We're all fighting growing old 

We're all fighting growing old 

In the hopes 

Of a few minutes more 

To get on St. Peter's list 

But you need to lower your standards 

Cause it's never 

Getting any better than this 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

It's never 

Getting any better than this 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

It's never 

Getting any better than this 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

It's never 

Getting any better than this 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

It's never 

Getting any better than this 

She's sick and she's wrong 

She's young dirty blonde 

And you sink inside her like a suicide bomb 

He says "I've seen bigger" 

She says "I've lit better" 

And they throw the matches down into the glitter 

Not a dry eye left in the house 

Go boy, go boy, run for your life 

Go boy, go boy, run for your life 

Go boy, go boy, run for your life 

We're all fighting growing old 

We're all fighting growing old 

In the hopes 

Of a few minutes more 

To get on St. Peter's list 

But you need to lower your standards 

Cause it's never 

Getting any better than this 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

It's never 

Getting any better than this 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

It's never 

Getting any better than this 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

It's never 

Getting any better than this 

Rat a tat tat 

Rat a tat tat tat hey 

It's never 

Getting any better than this 

Are you ready for another bad poem?