Panic! At The Disco - Build God, Then We'll Talk

  It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street.
  Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing
  Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.
  The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde,
  And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.

  Along with the people inside
  What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
  Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

  Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
  Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
  She's getting a job at the firm come Monday.
  The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
  moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.
  Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.

  Yeah (Yeah)

  And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin"
  Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
  as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before,
  after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact.
  There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash)
  Between her and the badge
  She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.

  Along with the people inside
  What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
  Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

  There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.
  It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
  At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
  And a few more of your least favorite things.

  Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
  It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
  At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
  And a few more of your least favorite things.

  Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
  Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

  Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
  It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
  At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
  And a few more of your least favorite things.

  Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses
  And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses
  At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
  And a few more of your least favorite things.