C/G: 3-3-2(or 0)-0-1-0
G: 3-2-0-0-0-0(or 3)
F: 0-3-3-2-1-0
Am:0-0-2-0(or 2)-1-0
C/G
D: I got that James Dean daydream look in my eye Am
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
F
When we go crashing down we come back every time
G C/G
We never go out of style, out of style..
C/G
L: So it's gonna be forever, or it's gonna go down in flames Am
You can tell me when it's over, if the high was worth the pain
F
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I'm insane
G C/G
'Cause you know I love the players, and you love the game
C/G C/G Am
Oh, Midnight. You come and pick me up, no headlights
F G
A long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise
C/G
'Cause we're young and we're reckless, we'll take this way too far Am
It'll leave you breathless, or with a nasty scar
F
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I'm insane
G
But I got a blank space baby, and I'll write your name..
C/G
I got your James Dean daydream look in my eye Am
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
F
When we go crashing down we come back every time
G G*
We never go out of style, out of style..
C/G* Am
Fade into view, it's been awhile since I've even heard, from you
F
I should just tell you to leave 'cause I, know exactly where it leads but I
G
Watch us go 'round and 'round and 'round each time..
C/G
D: I got that James Dean daydream look in my eye Am
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
F
When we go crashing down we come back every time
G
We never go out of style, out of style
C/G
I got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt Am
You've got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt
F
When we go crashing down we come back every time
G C/G
We never go out of style, out of style...
C/G
L: So it's gonna be forever, or it's gonna go down in flames Am
You can tell me when it's over, if the high was worth the pain
F
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I'm insane
G
'Cause you know I love the players, and you love the game
C/G
'Cause we're young and we're reckless, we'll take this way too far Am
It'll leave you breathless, or with a nasty scar
F
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I'm insane
G C/G
But I got a blank space baby, and I'll write your name..
C/G C/G* Am*
Oh, Midnight. You come and pick me up, no headlights
F* G*
