Текст песни Panic At The Disco — Folkin’ Around

Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two
Where summers lasted longer than, longer than we do.
Where nothing really matter except for me to be with you.
But in time we all forgot and 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 learned of
all the wrong you’ve done,
I'm putting out the lantern find your own way back home.
If I’ve forgotten how to sing before I’ve sung this song,
I’ll write it all across the 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 excepting 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.