Fall Out Girls.

i'd take an evening out with you
over another night alone in my room.
we've got dark alleys and bad ideas;
we'll study the pros and cons of breathing
and pretend we're not in love.

if you let me,
i'll get lost in our make-believe Pete-n-Patrick romance
but my Patrick's too self-obsessed.
your Pete's not that at all.
you still write the words to how I'm feeling.
there's all this ringing in my ears, but I don't care.

i can be your John Cusak
(will you be my Winona?)
i used to waste my life dreaming of being alive
(don't make me say it.)

one day we'll be sending postcards from a plane crash
but for now, there's no way you're going down without me.
long live the car-crash hearts.
i swear, i say.

you and me will never work (but I'm gonna give it my best shot).