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What you critics said would never happen

We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn’t make it

To the fans that held us down till everybody came around, came around

Welcome – it’s here

That summer we took threes across the board

But by fall we were a cover story

Now in stores

Make us poster boys in the scene

But we are not making our accepting speech

I have found the safest place to keep all our old mistakes

Every dot-com's refreshing for a journal update

So long live the car-crash hearts

Cry on the couch till the poets come to life

Fix me in forty-five

So long live the car-crash hearts

Cry on the couch so the poets come to life

Fix me in forty-five

I can take your problems away

With a nod and a wave

Of my hand, cause that's just the kind of boy

That I am

The only thing I haven’t done yet is die

And it's me and my plus one at the afterlife

Crowds are won and lost and won again

But all our hearts beat

For the diehards

So long live the car-crash hearts

Cry on the couch till the poets come to life

Fix me in forty-five

So long live the car-crash hearts

Cry on the couch till the poets come to life

Fix me in forty-five

Long live the car-crash hearts (long live the car-crash hearts)

Long live the car-crash hearts (long live the car-crash hearts)

Long live the car-crash hearts

Cry on the couch so the poets come to life

Fix me in forty-five

Young

F-O-B

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