(Only for you
Only for you)
They said if you don't let it out
You're gonna let it eat you away
I'd rather be a cannibal, baby
Animals like me don't talk anyway
Feel like an ambulance
Chaser of fame
Pray I could replace her
Forget the way her tears taste
Oh, the way her tears taste
Put another X on the calendar
Summer's on its deathbed
There is simply nothing worse
Than knowing how it ends
And I meant everything I said that night
I will come back to life
But only for you
Only for you
The world may call it a second chance
But when I came back it was more of a relapse
Anticipation is on the other line
And obsession called while you were out
Yeah it called while you were out
Put another X on the calendar
Summer's on its deathbed
There is simply nothing worse
Than knowing how it ends
And I meant everything I said that night
I will come back to life
But only for you
Only for you
Asleep in the hive
I guess all the buzzing got to me
The rest of the life
At night your body is a symphony
And I'm conducting
They said if you don't let it out
You're gonna let it eat you away
Put another X on the calendar
Summer's on its deathbed
There is simply nothing worse
Than knowing how it ends
And I meant everything I said that night
I will come back to life
But only for you
Only for you
Only for you
Only for you
Only for you
Only for you
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lyrics for The calendar, the 8th song of the 10 recorded for the album Vices and virtues, with a total running time of , by Panic! At The Disco. It was released on via , and produced by .
