Lyrics: Fall Out Boy. Fame .

I?m a preacher sweating in the pews
For the salvation I?m bringing you
I?m a salesman, I?m selling you hooks and plans
And myself making demands

When I?m home alone I just dance by myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off "I?m alright in bed but I?m better with a pen"
The kid was alright but it went to his head

I am God?s gift but why would he bless me with
Such wit without a conscience equipped
I?m addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, woah
"There's too much green to feel blue"

When I?m home alone I just can?t stop myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off "I?m alright in bed but I?m better with a pen"
The kid was alright but it went to his head

When I?m home alone I just can?t stop myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off "I?m alright in bed but I?m better with a pen"
I?m alright in bed but I?m better with a pen
I?m alright in bed but I?m better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head