Panic! At The Disco - Mercenary

Just a dime store poet, keeping pace, talking his face blue
Two dollar store tramps, to get a glance, a new chance at you

Walk passed the dance floor
It's always been a dear friend of mine
Cut calls and concubines
Dancing in four four time

"Hey Mr.", The bellman says
"I can only recall this nice hotel I said"
So he replies, "Then how do you manage?"
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage

In love, I've been a mercenary
But I never leave my post when the cash runs out
I want to make you quiver
Make your back bone shiver
Hey kid, take the stage and deliver "Hey Mr," The bellman says
"I can only recall this nice hotel I said"
So he replies, "Then how do you manage"
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage

How does it feel to stand on the very stones
That ran with your parent's blood?
Do you feel sad, full of rage
Or does that outfit help bury your feelings
I hate to hear your true self
You're truly an extraordinary Specimen
I look forward to breaking you

I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage

"Hey Mr," The bellman says
"I can only recall this nice hotel I said"
So he replies, "Then how do you manage"
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage

Hey Mr, The bellman says
"I can only recall this nice hotel I said"
So he replies, "Then how do you manage"
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage