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
Midnight you come and pick me up
No head lights
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
I got that James Dean day dream look in your eye
And you got that red lip classic thing that I like
And when we go crashing down
We come back every time
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 exaxctly where it leads but I
Watch us go 'round and 'round each time
I got that James Dean day dream look in your eye
And you got that red lip classic thing that I like
And when we go crashing down
We come back every time
Never go out of style
Out of style
You got that long hair slicked back white t-shirt
And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt
When we go crashing down
We come back every time
We never go out of style
Out of style
Midnight you come and pick me up
No head lights
Long drive could end in burning flames or paradise