Hand Of God Fall Out Boy

[Intro]
Been gone more days this year than I have been home
Trading friends for trips to the coast
This hotel room feels more like a tomb

[Verse 1]
Been gone more days this year than I have been home
Trading friends for trips to the coast
This hotel room feels more like a tomb

[Pre-Chorus]
It's not gossip if it's the truth
I'm sick of always writing songs for you to slit your wrists to

[Chorus]
So which is it, the boy who writes the songs
Or the boy who's in them
Who's the girl?
Is this truth, or is he writing fiction

[Verse 2]
Hand over my heart, gun to my head
I swear to God I'm through with this
I am the worst liar I know

[Pre-Chorus]
It's not gossip if it's the truth
I'm sick of always writing songs for you to slit your wrists to