So it's gonna be forever, or it's gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it's over, If the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I'm insane
'Cause you know I love the players, and you love the game
Wooohooho
Midnight
You come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive
Could end in burning flames or paradise
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space, baby
'Cause you got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
I've got that red lip classic thing that you like
When we go crashing down, we come back every time
We never go out of style, out of style
Fade into view
It's been a while since I have even heard from you
I should just tell you to leave 'cause I
Know exactly where this leads but I
Watch us go 'round and 'round and 'round each time
(You've got that James Dean day dream look in your eye)
So it's gonna be forever
Or it's gonna go down in flames
(I've got that red lip classic thing that you like)
You can tell me when it's over
If the high was worth the pain
(And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.)
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
(Never go out of style)
'Cause you know I love the players
(Out of style)
And you love the game
(You got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt)
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
(And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt)
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
(And when we go crashing down, we come back every time)
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
('Cause we never go out of style)
But I've got a blank space, baby
And I'll write your name
Wohooho
Midnight
You come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive
Could end in burning flames or paradise