Artista: Fall Out Boy
  Canción: Get Busy Living or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part To Save The Scene And Stop Going To Shows)

This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
We never stood a chance
And I'm not sure if it matters
If you are the shores, I am the waves begging for big moons
I'm mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town

I know this hurts, it was meant to
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And it's mind over (you don't) matter

This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
But it must be said again that all us boys are just screaming
Into microphones for attention
Because we're just so bored
I never knew that you would pick it apart, oh
I'm falling apart to songs about hips and hearts

I used to obsess over living,
Now I only obsess over you
Tell me you'd like boys like me better
In the dark lying on top of you
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if
it matters

(from day one I talked about getting out 
but not forgetting about 
how all my worst fears are letting out 
he said "why put a new address 
on the same old loneliness
when breathing just passes the time
until we all just get old and die"?
now talking's just a waste of breath
and living's just a waste of death
and why put a new address 
on the same old loneliness?
and this is you and me 
and me and you 
until we've got nothing left)