Songtexte: Fall Out Boy. What A Catch, Donnie.

I've got troubled thoughts and self-esteem to match,
What a catch, What a catch,

You'll never catch us,
So just let me be,
Instead I'll be fined,
To the hospital or American Embassy,
Miss Flack,
Said I still want you back,
Yeah,
Miss Flack,
Said I still want you back,

I've got troubled thoughts and 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,

Woah,
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've got troubled thoughts and 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,

Na na nananana...
Na na nananana...
Na na nananana...
Na na nananana...

What a catch, What a catch,
What a catch, What a catch,

I will never never end up like him,
Behind my back I already am,
Keep a calendar this way you will always know,

I've got troubled thoughts and 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,

Where is your boy tonight (Na na nananana)
I hope he is a gentleman (Na na nananana)

We're going down down in an earlier round (Maybe he won't find out) (Na na nananana)
And sugar we're going down swingin' (You were the last good thing about this part of town )(Na na nananana)

Dance, dance, we're falling apart to half time (I'll be your number one with a bullet) (Na na nananana)
Dance, dance, and these are the lives you'd live (A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it) (Na na nananana)

This ain't a scene, it's a Goddamn arms race (Na na nananana)
This ain't a scene, it's a Goddamn arms race (Na na nananana)

One night and one more time (Na na nananana)
Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great (Growing up...) (Na na nananana)

See, he tastes like you (Na na nananana)
Growing up... (Only sweeter) (Na na nananana)

I've got troubled thoughts and self-esteem to match,
What a catch,
What a catch.