Karaoké Mr. Brightside (1940s Rat Pack Style) Postmodern Jukebox & Blake Lewis

Coming out of my cage

I've been doing just fine

Gotta gotta be down because I want it all

It started out with a kiss how did it end up like this?

It was only a kiss it was only a kiss

I'm falling asleep and she's calling a cab

While he's taking a smoke and she's having a drag

Now they're going to bed and my stomach is sick and it's all in my head

But she's touching his chest now

He takes off her dress now let me go

I just can't look it's killing me and taking control

Jealousy turning saints into the sea

Swimming through sick lullabies

Choking on your alibis but it's just the price I pay destiny is calling me

Open up my eager eyes but I'm Mister Brightside

I'm coming out of my cage

I've been doing just fine

Gotta gotta be down because I want it all

It started out with a kiss how did it end up like this?

It was only a kiss it was only a kiss

I'm falling asleep and she's calling a cab

While he's having a smoke and she's taking a drag

Now they're going to bed and my stomach is sick and it's all in my head

But she's touching his chest now

He takes off her dress now let me go ah

I just can't look it's killing me and taking control

Jealousy turning saints into the sea

Swimming through sick lullabies

Choking on your alibis but it's just the price I pay destiny is calling me

Open up my eager eyes but I'm Mister Brightside

I never

I never

I never

Jealousy turning saints into the sea

Swimming through sick lullabies

Choking on your alibis but it's just the price I pay destiny is calling me

Open up my eager eyes but I'm Mister Brightside

Ooh ooh yeah

I'm Mister Brightside

Ooh but I'm Mister Brightside mmm mmm mmm mmm

I'm Mister Brightside mmm mmm