Walking Disasters lyrics

by

Butch Walker


[Verse 1]
She used to get her kicks from a four-to-the-floor
But now she's always wasted
A total looker, but she's jaded
The kind of shivering wreck that I adore
I can't offer you a rescue
But I can tell you what I'd do

[Chorus]
I'd tell my mother that I love her dearly
And tell my father that I need him back again
And if these words don't drop from your lips
I will be your Freudian slip
And flowers might wilt when we walk past (Ah-ah-ah)
And self-help might help when it makes us laugh (Ah-ah-ah)
Only finding questions in answers (Ah-ah-ah)
You and I are just walking disasters (Ah-ah-ah)

[Refrain]
You and I are just walking disasters
You and I are just walking disasters

[Verse 2]
She only finds her love in a downtown score
Consumption makes her stronger
You're the sweetest anaconda
The kind of lack of respect that I adore
I can't offer you a rescue
But when you've lost all that you have left to lose
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