Folkin' Around

Panic At the Disco - Folkin' Around

Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two

Where summer's lasted longer than

Well longer than we do

When nothing really mattered

Except for me to be with you

But in time we all forgotten

We all grew

Your melody sounds as sweet

As the first time it was sung

With a little bit more character for show

And by the time your father's heard

Of all the wrong you've done

And I'm putting out the lantern

Find your own way back home

I've forgotten how to sing

Before I sung this song

I'll write it all across this wall

Before my job is done

And I'll even have the courtesy

Of admitting I was wrong

As the final words before I'm dead and gone

You've never been so divine

In accepting your defeat

And I've never been more scared to be alone

If love is not enough to put my enemies to sleep

Then I'm putting out the lantern

Find your own way back home