Fall Out Girl.

What's the point of all this angst, of all this art?

Tonight there's you and me and a couple of spare hearts

I saw a few on sale and picked them up

for times like these

because you're standing with a hammer and a saw

and I'm gonna fall anyway

Hey baby what's the point of all these words and wonder

you're here and now and I'm a cat with extra lives

so its a saturday and the moon is high

I'm willing to spend it for a couple of your lies

so lean on me and tell me I'm strong

weave a web of wishes about how long

you and I will be a we

and I'll look at you and laugh

because the lies taste so sweet on your lips

and I eat them up one by one

cause carpe carpe give me a cape and I will

be your superman, your hero.

At last half a day or two

we'll stretch out this fantastic misery.

I haven't written in a while

and I need to bleed again.

I haven't lived in a while

and I need to breathe again.