| Song | Heels over Flats |
| Artist | TGL |
| Album | This Is the End. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Sit down and get prepared for the letdown. | |
| Tell me something honest and unforgettable. | |
| I have a feeling this won’t conclude until we put it all on red. | |
| We watch the tables turn. | |
| As the tables are turning I lay my cards face down to leave you out. | |
| And know the house will take you in. | |
| And if my body temperature were to get much warmer. | |
| It’s safe to say my blood will boil over. | |
| She fancies matter over mind and heels over flats. | |
| Big shopping centers and time on her back. | |
| So pin her up like a centerfold upon your bedroom wall. | |
| She loves to go to the bars just for the stares. | |
| Sporting blue designer jeans and bleach blonde hair. | |
| And when her lonely night is over she won’t have anything. | |
| Shape up or ship out I’m finding confidence. | |
| Because my mind can’t read these signs so why not play with his. | |
| Thank God I’m wearing boots in this mess. | |
| Cause this rain of contradictions is flooding the overpass. | |
| Wish I could drown in something more than that. | |
| Because I’m desperate for something permanent. | |
| Make the revision subtract her from your system and then we can drink to the night. | |
| It’s safe to say my blood will boil over. | |
| She’s digging a hole that can’t get any deeper. |
| Sit down and get prepared for the letdown. | |
| Tell me something honest and unforgettable. | |
| I have a feeling this won' t conclude until we put it all on red. | |
| We watch the tables turn. | |
| As the tables are turning I lay my cards face down to leave you out. | |
| And know the house will take you in. | |
| And if my body temperature were to get much warmer. | |
| It' s safe to say my blood will boil over. | |
| She fancies matter over mind and heels over flats. | |
| Big shopping centers and time on her back. | |
| So pin her up like a centerfold upon your bedroom wall. | |
| She loves to go to the bars just for the stares. | |
| Sporting blue designer jeans and bleach blonde hair. | |
| And when her lonely night is over she won' t have anything. | |
| Shape up or ship out I' m finding confidence. | |
| Because my mind can' t read these signs so why not play with his. | |
| Thank God I' m wearing boots in this mess. | |
| Cause this rain of contradictions is flooding the overpass. | |
| Wish I could drown in something more than that. | |
| Because I' m desperate for something permanent. | |
| Make the revision subtract her from your system and then we can drink to the night. | |
| It' s safe to say my blood will boil over. | |
| She' s digging a hole that can' t get any deeper. |
| Sit down and get prepared for the letdown. | |
| Tell me something honest and unforgettable. | |
| I have a feeling this won' t conclude until we put it all on red. | |
| We watch the tables turn. | |
| As the tables are turning I lay my cards face down to leave you out. | |
| And know the house will take you in. | |
| And if my body temperature were to get much warmer. | |
| It' s safe to say my blood will boil over. | |
| She fancies matter over mind and heels over flats. | |
| Big shopping centers and time on her back. | |
| So pin her up like a centerfold upon your bedroom wall. | |
| She loves to go to the bars just for the stares. | |
| Sporting blue designer jeans and bleach blonde hair. | |
| And when her lonely night is over she won' t have anything. | |
| Shape up or ship out I' m finding confidence. | |
| Because my mind can' t read these signs so why not play with his. | |
| Thank God I' m wearing boots in this mess. | |
| Cause this rain of contradictions is flooding the overpass. | |
| Wish I could drown in something more than that. | |
| Because I' m desperate for something permanent. | |
| Make the revision subtract her from your system and then we can drink to the night. | |
| It' s safe to say my blood will boil over. | |
| She' s digging a hole that can' t get any deeper. |