Lyrics to That Green Gentleman by Panic At The Disco

Things are shaping up to be pretty odd.
Little deaths in musical beds.
So it seems I`m someone I`ve never met.

You will only hear these elegant crimes,
Fall on your ears from criminal dimes.
They spill unfound from a pretty mouth.

Everybody gets there and everybody gets their way.
I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her,
Now I`m the only one to blame.

Things have changed for me, and that`s okay.
I feel the same, I`m on my way, and I say.

I want to go where everyone goes,
I want to know what everyone knows
I want to go where everyone feels the same

I never said I`d leave the city,
I never said I`d leave this town.
A falling out we won`t tiptoe about.