Flu Game

Lyrics by：Andrew Hurley/Joe Trohman/Patrick Stump/Pete Wentz

Composed by：Andrew Hurley/Joe Trohman/Patrick Stump/Pete Wentz

I guess to you now I'm just a face in the crowd

Oh God kinda please would you kill me now

Late at night in my room lie awake think of you

And all your little dooms

Last night I dreamt I still knew you

You

I carved out a place in this world for two

But it's empty without you

I've got all this love I've got to keep to myself

All this effort to make it look effortless

All this love I've got to keep to myself

All this effort to make it look effortless

Confront all the pain like a gift under the tree

Oh please I can't be who you need me to be

I grind in the sunshine grind in the rain

So real that I feel fake

Last night I dreamt I still knew you

You

I carved out a place in this world for two

But it's empty without you

I've got all this love I've got to keep to myself

All this effort to make it look effortless

Got all this love I've got to keep to myself

All this effort to make it look effortless

One day every candle's gotta run out of wax

One day no one will remember me when they look back

I can't stop can't stop till we catch all your ears though

Somewhere between Mike Tyson and Van Gogh

You

You

I carved out a place in this world for two

But it's empty without you

I've got all this love I've got to keep to myself

All this effort to make it look effortless

Got all this love I've got to keep to myself myself

All this effort to make it look effortless

All this effort to make it look effortless

All this effort to make it look effortless