Baby, Your Beard Hurts Lyrics by Taking Back Sunday

Baby, Your Beard Hurts

So I say "forget it" while you reach, reach for the shotgun
you did it simple, but not close
You did on purpose
you serve a purpose on your own

and it was something like a movie's porn
and you both all drop your keys to the ignition
Squirm and lock,
'cause you don't turn that way

I make it
out like a[n]
accident all because it's true

I make it
out like a[n]
accident all because it's true

I make it [I'll make it...]
out like a [Right from wrong and...]
accident all because it's true

I make it [I'll make it...]
out like a [right from wrong and...]
accident all because it's true

I make it out like it's an accident
there's a fine lineblue's and purple
and I misplaced them
from my eyelids: [they're] coming out your stereo
I'm running circles on this town
it makes you, oh, so nervous
I'm a crash-course in de-sper-ation

I make it
out like a[n]
accident all because it's true

I make it
out like a[n]
accident all because it's true

I make it [I'll make it...]
out like a [Right from wrong and...]
accident all because it's true

I make it [I'll make it...]
out like a [right from wrong and...]
accident all because it's true

Break down up upon it
let it get to you a closer way
Take time up upon it

[Turn it down while I hold this drama]
[Turn it down while]

you were on time
I wasn't on and
there were keys that
made me stronger
What did you learn from a month of me?
this?
it's only this:
it's only this:
it's only this:

I make it
out like a[n]
accident all because it's true

I make it
out like a[n]
accident all because it's true