Fall Out Boy... Cock It and Pull It, Please!

Am I more than you bargained for yet
I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
Cause that's just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

No you're not more than I bargained for... I never bargained, BECAUSE YOU SUCK DONKEY DICK! Do you have fuckin' multiple personalities? And WHY are you lying in the grass nex to the maunsoleum. THAT'S TRESPASSING, YOU EEJIT. And what does that even mean, you're just a notch in my bedpost? What if my bed doesn't have bedposts? Or notches?

Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

Why in the HELL are you sleeping for a team? What does that accomplish? And I don't think idiots that come from the same town I do deserve to sleep in.

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
[x2]

First of all, I hope you DO go down. IN A BLOODY MASS OF GUTS AND FLESH! And don't think I don't know what you're trying to sing about. And you're not going down swinging, you're going down raping the music industry as we know it! God, ever since you came along, everyone thinks they're "punk" because they listen to Fall Out Boy. YOU ARE NOT PUNK! THE FUCKIN' RAMONES ARE PUNKS! THE DAMNED CLASH ARE PUNKS! NOT YOU! And as for the "loaded God complex"... a God complex is when you think you are gods, but actually are not. Otherwise it wouldn't be called a FUCKING COMPLEX! So basically... you just admitted you suck. Good going, and I agree. And please, PLEASE do us all a favor and DO cock it and pull it... with the barrel down your throat.

Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)

...you can't have sex with someone with their jeans on, you idiot. That's called dry humping. In which case... you wish. And I'm pretty sure that watching two people get their brains fucked out is sexual harassment.

Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team

Would you please stop repeating yourself? Songs usually have ONE chorus... that's why it's called a SONG. Not just the same two lines with a couple of variations on different parts with sentences edited in.

We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
[x2]

See only Rogue is allowed to say the word "sugar". Because she's hot. But you... are not. And also, you come from FUCKING CHICAGO, not Alabama.

Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

Deja vu. It's like I'm on drugs and it just keeps repeating the same godforsaken lines over... and over... and over. God, getting castrated by a drunken alien hermaphrodite sexual predator which looks like Ronald McDonald would be preferable to this.

We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

That's it... I'm calling Ronald McDonald.

We're going down, down (down, down)
Down, down (down, down)
We're going down, down (down, down)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

ENGLISH, MOTHER FUCKER. DO YOU SPEAK IT? COMPLETE SENTENCES. FRASES COMPLETAS!

We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

YES. TAKE AIM AT YOURSELF. COCK IT AND PULL IT. DO IT! SUICIDE IS THE SOLUTION! GODDAMN... and I won't take back what I said--because I KNOW WHAT MUSIC IS. AND THIS IS NOT MUSIC!

Basically, it comes down to this.

PUNK:

PUNK:

NOT PUNK: