What A Catch, Donnie lyrics

I got troubled thoughts

And the self-esteem to match

What a catch, what a catch

You'll never catch us

So just let me be

Said I'll be fine

Till the hospital or American Embassy

Miss Flack said I still want you back

Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back

I got troubled thoughts

And the self-esteem to match

What a catch, what a catch

And all I can think of

Is the way I'm the one

Who charmed the one

Who gave up on you

Who gave up on you

They say the captain

Goes down with the ship

So, when the world ends

Will God go down with it?

Miss Flack said I still want you back

Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back

I got troubled thoughts

And the self-esteem to match

What a catch, what a catch

And all I can think of

Is the way I'm the one

Who charmed the one

Who gave up on you

Who gave up on you

What a catch

What a catch

What a catch

What a catch

[Elvis Costello:]

I will never end up like him

Behind my back, I already am

Keep a calendar

This way you will always know

I got troubled thoughts

And the self-esteem to match

What a catch, what a catch

And all I can think of

Is the way I'm the one

Who charmed the one

Who gave up on you

Who gave up on you

[Gabe Saporta:]

Where is your boy tonight?

I hope he is a gentleman

Maybe he won't find out what I know

You were the last good thing

[Travis McCoy:]

We're going down, down in an earlier round

And sugar, we're goin' down swinging

I'll be your number one with a bullet

A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it

[Brendon Urie:]

Dance, dance, we're falling apart to halftime

Dance, dance, and these are the lives you'd love to lead

Dance, this is the way they'd love

If they knew how misery loved me

[Doug Does:]

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race

[Alex DeLeon:]

One night and one more time

Thanks for the memories

Even though they weren't so great

He tastes like you, only sweeter

[William Beckett:]

Growing up, growing up

I got troubled thoughts

And the self-esteem to match

What a catch, what a catch