PANIC! MASHUP Oh, well, imagine, As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, And I can't help but to hear— No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words, Just lay in the atmosphere A casual affair Lay in the atmosphere A casual affair, whoa! Do I look lonely? I see the shadows on my face People have told me I don't look the same Champagne, cocaine, gasoline And most things in between I roam the city in a shopping cart A pack of camels and a smoke alarm Miss jackson x3 are you nasty I'm taking back the crown I'm all dressed up and naked I see what's mine and take it Oh yeah All you sinners stand up, sing hallelujah (hallelujah!) Show praise with your body Stand up, sing hallelujah (hallelujah!) But if you change your mind you know where I am Yeah, if you change your mind you know where to find me But I don't ever wanna be your boyfriend drop every pretense drown every sense you own for the girl that you love girl you loathe Baby, we built this house On memories Take my picture now Shake it til you see it And when your fantasies Become your legacy Promise me a place In your house of memories