Tiffany Blews
Fall Out Boy Lyrics


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I'm not a cry baby
I'm the cry baby
A caterpillar that got stuck
Mr. Moth come quick with any luck
A long walk to a dark house
A Roman candle heart keep us far apart
I've got your body doing alright
Hate me baby, maybe I'm a piece of art

Oh, my friends all lie and say
They only want the best wishes for me
Oh, three, two, one
We go live

Oh, baby you're a classic
Like a little black dress
You're a faded moon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
Whoa, whoa
And oh, baby you're a classic
Like a little black dress
But you'll be faded soon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
Whoa, whoa

I can make your heart slow
I can feel the weather in my bones
Wish hard enough, I can turn it to what I like
Your pupils they're big
They're rolling like dice
They say they only want the best wishes for me
(They only want the best for me)
Oh, three, two, one
We go live

Oh, baby you're a classic
Like a little black dress
You're a faded moon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
Whoa, whoa
And oh, baby you're a classic
Like a little black dress
But you'll be faded soon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
Whoa, whoa

Not the boy I was
The boy I am is just venting, venting
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city

Not the boy I was
The boy I am is just venting, venting
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city
Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city

They say they only want the best wishes for me
(They only want the best for me)
Oh, three, two, one
We go live

Oh, baby you're a classic
Like a little black dress
You're a faded moon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
Whoa, whoa
And oh, baby you're a classic
Like a little black dress
But you'll be faded soon
Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
Whoa, whoa





Whoa, whoa

Overall Meaning

The first verse of "Tiffany Blews" by Fall Out Boy is about feeling misunderstood and isolated. The singer feels like a caterpillar that got stuck, needing help from "Mr. Moth" to set him free. He compares his feelings to a long walk to a dark house, indicating that he is lost and struggling to find his way. His heart is like a Roman candle, keeping him far away from the person he cares about. Despite this, he knows that he has the power to make her body feel good, even if she hates him. The second verse of the song continues with the theme of feeling misunderstood. The singer's friends lie to him and claim that they only want the best for him, but he knows that this isn't true. He can sense the deceit behind their words, as demonstrated by the rolling of their eyes like dice. The chorus of the song revolves around the idea of being a classic like a little black dress. However, the singer acknowledges that this classic image will eventually fade away and become stuck in a hot mess. The bridge of the song is a plea to gravity to let him go from his "starless city," indicating again that he feels trapped and isolated.


Overall, "Tiffany Blews" is a song about feeling misunderstood and stuck in isolation. The lyrics reference caterpillars, Roman candles, and darkness to convey a sense of being trapped and lost. The singer's friends lie to him and he feels like he can't trust anyone. He compares his love interest to a classic item that will eventually fade away, indicating a sense of futility and despair. The bridge of the song is a plea for help from an all-encompassing force, like gravity, to help set the singer free from his trapped state.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm not a cry baby
Despite being seen that way, I'm not someone who cries easily.


I'm the cry baby
I'm actually someone who cries a lot and is emotionally sensitive.


A caterpillar that got stuck
I feel stuck and unable to progress, much like a caterpillar who can't break out of its cocoon.


Mr. Moth come quick with any luck
I'm hoping for a change, represented by the image of a moth transforming from a cocoon.


A long walk to a dark house
I'm experiencing a difficult journey towards a bleak destination.


A Roman candle heart keep us far apart
My love is explosive and bright like a firework, but it's also dangerous and keeps people at a distance.


I've got your body doing alright
I have the power to influence you and make you feel good physically.


Hate me baby, maybe I'm a piece of art
Even if you hate me, my personality quirks and flaws make me unique and artistic.


Oh, my friends all lie and say
My friends aren't always honest with me and say things they don't truly mean.


They only want the best wishes for me
Despite their dishonesty, my friends truly want me to be happy and successful.


Oh, three, two, one
Counting down to a significant moment or event.


We go live
It's time to face reality and deal with whatever is happening in the present moment.


Oh, baby you're a classic
You're timeless and always in style.


Like a little black dress
You're simple yet elegant, like a staple fashion item.


You're a faded moon
Your influence and importance is dwindling.


Stuck on a little hot mess (little hot mess)
You're trapped in something chaotic and difficult to escape.


I can make your heart slow
I have the power to calm you and make you feel at ease.


I can feel the weather in my bones
I'm very intuitive and able to sense changes in the atmosphere.


Your pupils they're big
You're excited or scared, reflected in the size of your pupils.


They're rolling like dice
Your eyes are unpredictable and change rapidly like dice rolls.


Not the boy I was
I'm not the same person I used to be in the past.


The boy I am is just venting, venting
I'm expressing my feelings and causing a release of pent up emotions.


Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city
I feel weighed down and confined in a place that lacks light or inspiration.


They say they only want the best wishes for me
My friends continue to wish me well, even though they're not fully honest with me.


Whoa, whoa
A vocalization of excitement or intensity.




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ANDREW HURLEY, JOSEPH TROHMAN, PATRICK STUMP, PETER WENTZ

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