Populace in Two

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sonny Moore, Matt Good] Your memories will always haunt me like a ghost To put it nicely, I hope you choke (hope you choke) A poet of sorts, but I'm not enough to give you an eyesore It's hard to swallow with your hands around my throat I'm sick and tired of "I told you so" (told you so) You can call me at home But I know better than to answer the phone When people ask about the last time that we spoke I let the stitches do the talking for the most part And I leave out how you threw a lamp through my front window [Chorus: Sonny Moore and Matt Good] Just burn the photographs, and bury all the pages that we knew In short, this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you Just burn the photographs, and bury all the pages that we knew In short, this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you [Verse 2: Sonny Moore] Even if I spend 2004 listening to Morrissey in my car I'm better off alone than I would be in your arms Even if I spend 2004 listening to Morrissey in my car I'm better off alone than I would be in your arms In your arms I'm better of alone (In your arms) [Chorus: Sonny Moore and Matt Good] Just burn the photographs, and bury all the pages that we knew In short, this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you Just burn the photographs, and bury all the pages that we knew In short, this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you [Guitar solo] [Chorus: Sonny Moore & Matt Good, Matt Good] Just burn the photographs, and bury all the pages that we knew In short, this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you Just burn the photographs, and bury all the pages that we knew In short, this is a long goodbye to unexpecting you [Outro: Sonny Moore, Matt Good] To unexpecting you To unexpecting you Just burn the photographs To unexpecting you Bury the memories Yeah, to unexpecting you