Fall Out Boy - Better With A Pen (Fame < Infamy) lyrics

Im a preacher sweating in the pews For the salvation Im bringing you Im a salesman, Im selling you hooks and plans And myself making demands When Im home alone I just dance by myself And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth Signing off, "Im alright in bed but Im better with the pen" The kid was alright but it went to his head I am Gods gift but why would he bless me with Such wit without a conscience equipped? Im addicted to the way I feel when I think of you, whoa There's too much green to feel blue When Im home alone I just cant stop myself And you pull my head so close, volume goes with the truth Signing off, "Im alright in bed but Im better with a pen" The kid was alright but it went to his head