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Description
Producer: Timbaland
Co Producer: Hannon Lane
Recording Engineer: Demacio Castellon
Recording Second Engineer: Fareed Salamah
Composer Lyricist: Patrick Stump
Composer Lyricist: Tim Mosley
Composer Lyricist: H. Lane
Composer Lyricist: Peter Wentz
Lyrics and translation
Original
Huh
I'm head over heels for someone high
That I really can't deal with, deal with
I wanna block her out my mind
But I really can't do it, do it
I tell myself this the last time
I'ma let her do this to me
Whenever we do spend time
I realize that I can't get enough of you
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (And I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (And I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (And I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face
It's nice to be loved, to be dreamt of, to be sought
But inside, I don't care, right in the middle, I'm right in the middle
It's nice to be loved, to be dreamt of, to be sought
But inside, I don't care, be my unholy, my one and my lonely
I wear scarves and hoods
'Cause they're the only poker face that I got left
And everything I love about you is a mess
Smash the mirror and break the Palm reader's hand
I want to be better than I am
(And I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (And I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (And I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (And I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face
It's nice to be loved, to be dreamt of, to be sought
But inside, I don't care, right in the middle, I'm right in the middle
It's nice to be loved, to be dreamt of, to be sought
But inside, I don't care, be my unholy, my one and my lonely
Oh, girl, just look what you did
How could you do this to me?
I gotta put my foot down
I can't let you do this to me
I can't forget those good old times
And all the things you was doing to me
I wanna hit that one more time
I'm in love, what you doing to me?
I'ma say it loud
Why it take us fucking this crowd?
Why we arguing?
I thought me and you were supposed to be friends
Let's chill for a minute
Better yet, we need to heal for a minute
Baby, put down the knife
Sometimes I wanna save your life, but I'm
It's nice to be loved, to be dreamt of, to be sought
But inside, I don't care, right in the middle, I'm right in the middle
It's nice to be loved, to be dreamt of, to be sought
But inside, I don't care, be my unholy, my one and my lonely
We don't got no fucking band
We ain't got no speakers, no fucking microphone set up
Timbaland, you tune in some of 'em
Get the fuck out of my house now
'Fore I get too mad and I can't turn back
Hey, didn't I say get the fuck out?
Get the fuck out
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