The Calendar (Metal Version) Panic! at the Disco

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
She said, "If you don't let it out, it's gonna eat you away"
I'd rather be a cannibal, baby, animals like me don't talk anyway
Feel like an ambulance, chaser of faith
Pray I could replace her, forget the way her tears taste
Her tears taste

[Chorus]
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
(Things I said that night)
I will come back to life
Only for you, only for you
Only for you, only for you

[Outro]
Yeah
Fuck it!