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Taking Back Sunday - Tell All Your Friends Album Lyrics



Taking Back Sunday - Tell All Your Friends Lyrics






You Know How I Do

So sick, so sick of being tired.
And oh so tired of being sick.
We're both such magnificent liars.
So crush me baby, I'm all ears.
So obviously desperate, so desperatly obvious.
I'll give in one more time and feed you stupid lines all about "its basic..."

We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore.
We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore.
We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore.
We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore.

So sick, so sick of being tired.
And oh so tired of being sick.
Willing and ready to prove the worst of everything you said about.
So obviously desperate, so desperatly obvious.
So good at setting bad examples.
Listen, trick, I've had all I can handle.

We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore.
We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore.
We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore.
We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore.

Think of all the fun you had.
(We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore)
The finest line divides a night well spent from a waste of time.
(We won't stand for)
Think of all the days you spent alone with just your T.V. set and I
(We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore)
I can barely smile
(We won't stand for)
[x2]

Let's go
He's smoked out in the back of the van
(We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore)
Says he's held up with holding on and on and on and on and on
He's smoked out in the back of the van
(We won't stand for hazy eyes anymore)
Says he's held up with holding on and on and on and on and on
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Writer: Adam Lazzara, Edward Reyes, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Shaun Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY






Bike Scene

I'll leave the lights down low
so she knows I mean business
And maybe we could talk this over
Cause I could be your best bet
Let alone your worst ex
And let alone your worst...

I wanna hate you so bad
But I can't (but I can't) stop this
anymore than you can

So honestly, how could you say those things
when you know they don't mean anything
And you know very well
that I can't keep my hands to myself,
hands to myself

I wanna hate you so bad
But I can't (but I can't) stop this
anymore than you can

This is all wrong and it shows
There's certain things I promised not to let you know,
(Got this silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat,
Got this silly way of keeping me up on the...)
not to let you know
I never, never...

You've got this silly way
of keeping me on the edge of my seat
But you're only counting the clock against the train
And I'm miserable, oh
(Got this silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat,
Got this silly way of keeping me up on the...)
And you're just getting started
I'm miserable, oh

You've got me right where you want me
(let's never talk) Let's never talk, let's never,
let's never talk about this again because...
I didn't want it to mean that much to me
I didn't want it to mean that much to me
I didn't want it to mean that much to me
I didn't want it to mean that much to me

Anyway... yeah
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Writer: Adam Lazzara, Edward Reyes, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Shaun Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY






Cute Without the 'E' (Cut from the Team)

Your lipstick, his collar
Don't bother, angel
I know exactly what goes on

When everything you'll get is everything that you've wanted, princess
(Well, which would you prefer?)
My finger on the trigger, or
(Me face down, down across your floor?)
Me face down, dead across your floor
(Me face down, down across your floor)
Well, just so long as this thing's loaded

And will you tell all your friends
You've got your gun to my head?
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
And will you tell all your friends
You've got your gun to my head?
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
Let's go

Don't bother trying to explain, angel
I know exactly what goes on when you're on, and
How 'bout I'm outside of your window?
(Well, how 'bout I'm outside of your window)
Watching him keep the details covered
You're such a sucker for a sweet talker, yeah
(You're such a sucker)

And will you tell all your friends
You've got your gun to my head?
This all was only wishful thinking
This all was only wishful thinking
And will you tell all your friends (the only thing)
You've got your gun to my head? (I regret)
This all was only wishful thinking (is that I)
This all was only wishful thinking (I never let you hold me back)

Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you'll never love me
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens (why can't I feel anything)
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me (from anyone other than you?)
I know you well enough to know you'll never love me
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens (why can't I feel anything)
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me (from anyone other than you?)
I know you well enough to know
And all of this was all your fault
And all of this
(It makes things worse)

I stay wrecked and jealous for this
For this simple reason I
Just need to keep you in mind
As something larger than life
I stay wrecked and jealous for this (she'll destroy us all before she's through)
For this simple reason I
Just need to keep you in mind (and find a way to blame somebody else)
As something larger than life
I stay wrecked and jealous for this (she'll destroy us all before she's through)
For this simple reason I
Just need to keep you in mind (and find a way to blame somebody else)
As something larger than life
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Writer: Shaun Cooper, Adam Lazzara, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Edward Reyes
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






Theres No "I" In Team

Well I can't regret,
can't you just forget it?
I started something I couldn't finish
And if we go down,
we go down together
best friends means,
well best friends means

And I've got a twenty-dollar bill
that says you're up late night starting
fist fights versus fences in your backyard
Wearing your black eye like a badge of honor
Soaking in sympathy
from friends who never loved you
nearly half as much as me

Broken down in bars and bathrooms
All I did was what I had to
Don't believe me when I tell you
it's just what anyone would do
Take the time to talk about it
Think a lot and live without it
Don't believe me when I tell you
it's something unforgivable...ohoh

Well I can't regret,
can't you just forget it?
I started something I couldn't finish
If we go down,
we go down together
best friends means,
well best friends means

You never knew
well I never told you...
Everything I know about breaking hearts
I learned from you, it's true
I've never done it with the style and grace you have
But I've made long term plans
based on these mistakes

Broken down in bars and bathrooms
All I did was what I had to
Don't believe me when I tell you
it's just what anyone would do
Take the time to talk about it
Think a lot and live without it
Don't believe me when I tell you
it's something unforgivable

Is this what you call tact?
I swear you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back
so let's end this call,
and end this conversation
there's nothing worse...
(that's right he said, that's right he said it)
((have another drink and drive yourself home))
I swear, you have no idea
((I hope there's ice on all the roads))
The jealousy that became me thinking
(that's right he said)
((and you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt))
that you always had it way too easy
((and again when your head goes through the windshield))

Broken down in bars and bathrooms
All I did was what I had to
Don't believe me when I tell you
it's just what anyone would do
Take the time to talk about it
Think a lot and live without it
Don't believe me when I tell you
it's something unforgivable

Best friends means I pulled the trigger
Best friends means you get what you deserve
Best friends means I pulled the trigger
Best friends means you get what you deserve
Best friends means I pulled the trigger
Best friends means you get what you deserve
Best friends means I pulled the trigger
Best friends means you get what you deserve
Best friends means I pulled the trigger
Best friends means you get what you deserve

Best friends means I pulled the trigger!!!
Best friends means you get what you deserve!!!
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher






Great Romances Of The 20th Century

[Talking: (From the demo version of this song)]
A beautiful girl can make you dizzy
Like you've been drinking jack and coke all morning
She can make u feel high
Full a single greatest commodity known to man
Promise promise of a better day
Promise of a greater hope
Promise of a new tomorrow
This particular aura can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl
In her smile & in her soul & the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like its gonna be ok...

September never stays this cold
where I come from
And you know
I'm not one for complaining,
But I love the way you'd roll
excuses off the tip of your tongue
as I slowly fall apart (slowly, quietly, slowly)
fall apart

This won't mean a thing come tomorrow
and that's exactly how I'll make it seem
Cause I'm still not sleeping,
thinking I've crawled home from worse than this

So please, please (please)
I'm running out of sympathy (I'm running out of sympathy!)
and I never said I'd take this
I never said I'd take this lying down

She says
"come on, come on, let's just get this over with"
She says
"come on, come on, let's just get this over with"
(I never said I'd take this lying down, let's just get this over with,
and I've crawled home from worse than this)
She says
"come on, come on, let's just get this over with"
She says
"come on, come on.."

You always come close but this never comes easy,
I still know everything
You always come close but you never come easy,
I still know everything
This always comes close but you never come easy,
I still know everything
You always come so close...
I still know everything, I still know everything, I still know...

You always come close but this never comes easy
You always come close but you never come easy
You're coming in... you're coming close

I never said I'd take this lying down
I never said I'd take this lying down
I never said I'd take this lying down
but I've crawled home from worse than this

If it's not keeping you up nights
then what's the point
then what's the point
then what's the point
then what's the point

I'm in your room
now is this turning you on
am I turning you on?

I'm in your room
are you turned on?

I'm on the corner of your bed,
I'm thinking maybe,
are you turned on,
are you turned on?
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Writer: Adam Lazzara, Edward Reyes, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Shaun Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY






Ghost Man On Third

Jinx me something crazy
Thinking if it's three
then I'm as smooth as the skin
rolls across the small of your back
It's too bad it's not my style
If you need me
I'm out and on the parkway,
patient and waiting for headlights,
dressed in a fashion that's fitting to the
inconsistencies of my moods

It's times like these, where silence means everything
And no one is to know about this
It's times like these, where silence means everything
And no one is to know about this

It's a campaign of distraction
and revisionist history, oh

It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice
(it's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)
It's a shame I doubt they even care
(it's a shame I doubt they even care)
No one is to know about this

It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice
(it's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)
It's a shame I doubt they even care
(it's a shame I doubt they even care)
Don't let me down

But whatever I have gettin' myself into
maybe has been slicing inches from my waist
It's my fist vs. the bottle
(and thank god you weren't there...)
And that's how bad could this hurt
or against I won't feel a thing
(and thank god you weren't there...)
I tell you all about it
It's just not working out
(...to watch me hit bottom)
not working out

It's a campaign of distraction
and revisionist history, oh

It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice
(it's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)
It's a shame I doubt they even care
(it's a shame I doubt they even care)
No one is to know about this

It's a shame I don't think that they'll notice
(it's a shame, I don't think that they'll notice)
It's a shame I doubt they even care
(it's a shame I doubt they even care)
No one has to know about this
Don't let me down

This is why we were taught so much better than this
This is why we were taught so much better than this

This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
This is what living like this does
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Writer: Adam Lazzara, Edward Reyes, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Shaun Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY






Timberwolves At New Jersey

Get up, get up
Come on, come on, lets go
There's just a few things
I think that you should know
Those words at best
were worse than teenage poetry
Fragment ideas
and too many pronouns
Stop it, come on
You're not making sense now
You can't make them want you
They're all just laughing

Literate and stylish (literate and stylish)
Kissable and quiet (kissable and quiet)
Well that's what girls dreams are made of
And that's all you need to know (and that's all you need to know)
You have it or you don't (you have it or you)
You have it or you (don't)

You have it or you
You see how much time you're wastin?
You're coward of seperatin

Stop it, come on
you know I can't help it
I got the mic
and you got the mosh pit
What will it take
to make you admit that you were wrong?
Was his demise so carefully constructed?
Well let's just say I got what I wanted
Cause in the end it's always the same (you're still gone)
Lets go

Literate and stylish (literate and Stylish)
Kissable and quiet (kissable and quiet)
Well that's what girls dreams are made of
And that's all you need to know (and that's all you need to know)
You have it or you don't (you have it or you)
You have it or you (don't) don't

This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope
down the barrel of a gun (gun,gun)
Remind me not to ever act this way again
This is you trying hard to
make sure that you're seen
With a girl on your arm
and your heart on your sleeve
Remind me not to ever think of you again
This is me with the words
on the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope
down the barrel of a gun
Remind me not to ever act this way again (again)
again (again)

This is me with the words
on the tip of my tongue
And my eye on the scope
down the barrel of a gun
I'll never act this way again

Rest the weight (I know somethin that you don't know)
you've had your chance and folded
Don't hold your breath
because you'll only make things worse
Rest the weight (I know somethin that you don't know)
you've had your chance and folded
Don't hold your breath
because you'll only make things worse

(I know somethin that you don't know)
This is me with the worst
(I know somethin that you don't know)
Intentions, don't
Hold your, hold your breath
(I know somethin that you don't know)
Because you'll only make things worse
Hold your breath
Because you'll only make things worse
Hold your breath
(I know somethin that you don't know)
because you'll only make things worse

Don't hold your breath because you'll only make things worse!
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Writer: Adam Lazzara, Edward Reyes, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Shaun Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY






The Blue Channel

And I'm not so sure
if I'm sure of anything anymore
Well this is the last night (this is the last night)
that you'll be keepin'
secrets from me

Just hit the lights before you leave
you know, the million things you had to say
sorry just, just might have found it's way in there
somehow, someway
But don't worry sweetie
cause I already know

And I'm not so sure
if I'm sure of anything anymore
Well this is the last night (this is the last night)
that you'll be keepin'
secrets from me

And you're so guilty it's disgusting
He's been sneakin underneath your sheets
and your hands
have been in places that they probably shouldn't go
but don't worry sweetie
cause I already know

Regardless if my pictures
they don't line your mirror
Regardless you know that
I'll still wait for your call

Regardless if my pictures
they don't line your mirror
Regardless you know that
I'll still wait for your call

Honestly, this is the last time that I see you
(They don't line your mirror)
(Regardless...)
(I'll still wait for your call)

Do you know what your girl's been up to?
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Writer: Adam Lazzara, Edward Reyes, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Shaun Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY






Youre So Last Summer

She said
"don't, don't let it go to your head
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen"
She said
"you're a touch overrated,
you're a lush and I hate it
but these grass stains on my knees
they won't mean a thing"

And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I'm something you'll be missing
(is that I'm something that you're missing)
Maybe I should hate you for this (Maybe I should...)
Never really did ever quite get that far (...hate you for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this (Maybe I should...)
Never really did ever quite get that... (...hate you for this)

I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to, the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt

And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I'm something you'll be missing
(is that I'm something that you're missing)
Maybe I should hate you for this (Maybe I should...)
Never really did ever quite get that far (...hate you for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this (Maybe I should...)
Never really did ever quite get that... (...hate you for this)

Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This will be the last chance you get to drop my name
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This will be the last chance you get to drop my name

If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)

Maybe I should hate you for this
(If only you knew half as much as you pretend to)
Maybe I should hate you for this
(If only you knew half as much as you pretend to)
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Writer: Adam Lazzara, Edward Reyes, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Shaun Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY






Head Club

Well it's getting colder
and you're getting distant
and I just keep thinking
that I never meant it to be like this (to be like this)
You know what comes next (so do I)
You're begging for a way to gracefully bow out
and say goodnight

It's worse than you think
On your way home
you should have known
you never listen to me
I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie

I can't say I blame you
but I wish that I could
I'm sick of writing every song about you

Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving [x16]
(I'm sick of writing every song,
I'm sick of writing every song about you
Should have known on your way home)

Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leaving
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Writer: Adam Lazzara, Edward Reyes, John Nolan, Mark O'Connell, Shaun Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY








Tell All Your Friends is the debut studio album by American rock band Taking Back Sunday, released on March 26, 2002, through Victory Records. Forming in 1999, the group underwent several lineup changes before settling on vocalist Adam Lazzara, guitarist and vocalist John Nolan, guitarist Eddie Reyes, bassist Shaun Cooper, and drummer Mark O'Connell.

Taking Back Sunday released a five-song demo in early 2001, after which they toured the United States for most of the year. They rented a room in Lindenhurst, New York, where they wrote and demoed songs. In December 2001, the band signed with Victory Records; they began recording their debut album with producer Sal Villanueva at Big Blue Meenie Recording Studio in New Jersey.

"Great Romances of the 20th Century" was released as the lead single from Tell All Your Friends in March 2002. A few months later, Taking Back Sunday toured across the United States with Brand New and Rufio. At the end of the year, a Fight Club-inspired music video was released for "Cute Without the 'E' (Cut from the Team)".

The group spent the early part of 2003 touring with the Used and the Blood Brothers before headlining their own tour. After that, Nolan and Cooper left Taking Back Sunday and were replaced by Fred Mascherino and Matt Rubano. In September 2003, "You're So Last Summer" was released as the album's second single, and the band began co-headlining a tour with Saves the Day, which lasted until November 2003. By that point, a music video had been released for "You're So Last Summer".

Critics have given Tell All Your Friends mostly positive reviews, highlighting its mix of musical styles. It sold 2,000 copies in the first week after its release, charting at number 183 on the Billboard 200 chart. The album was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) in the US and had sold 790,000 copies as of 2009; in 2023, it was certified platinum.

It is Victory Records' longest-running release on the Billboard Heatseekers Albums chart at 68 weeks, and on the Independent Albums chart at 78 weeks. In 2012, the band toured to celebrate the 10th anniversary of Tell All Your Friends, playing an acoustic set on the anniversary tour, which was later released in 2013 as the live album TAYF10 Acoustic. It has been included on lists of the best emo albums of all time by publications such as Alternative Press, NME, and Rolling Stone.
Performed By: Taking Back Sunday
Genre(s): Emo, emo pop
Producer(s): Sal Villanueva
Length: 33:46
Released: March 26th, 2002
Year: 2002

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