One And Only (Feat Fallout Boy)

I'm head over heels for someone (I)
That I really can't deal with (deal with)
I want to block her out my mind
But I really can't 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

(Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Then I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Then I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Then I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Then I say to you)

To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
On the inside
I don't care
Right in the middle
I'm right in the middle
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
On the 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 readers hand
I want to be better than I am

(Let me say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Then I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Then I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your fucking face (Then I say to you)
Wipe that smile off your face (Then I say to you)

To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
On the inside
I don't care
Right in the middle
I'm right in the middle
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
On the inside
I don't care
Be my unholy
My one and my lonely

Girl, just look what you've done
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 ole times
And all the things you've been doing to me
I wanna hit that one more time
I mean love, what your doing to me
I'ma say it loud, right here
Let's fuck in this crowd
Why we arguing
I thought me and you were supposed to be
Friends
Let's chill for minute (for a minute)
Better yet we could heal for a minute (for a minute)
Baby, put down the knife
Sometime I wanna save ya life
Why don't you

To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
On the inside
I don't care
Right in the middle
I'm right in the middle
To be despised
To be loved
To be dreamt of
To be sought
On the inside
I don't care
Be my unholy
My one and my lonely

We don't got no fuckin' band,
We ain't got no speakers or no fucking microphone set up,
Timbaland, you intuitive son of a bitch!
Get the fuck outta my house, now!
Before I get too mad and I can't turn back!
Hey!
Didn't I say get the fuck out?
Get the fuck out!
Haha!