From day one I talked about getting out, but not forgetting about how 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 own loneliness? And this is you and me, and me and you, until we've got nothing left...

oh fall out boy