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
GC/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
GC/G 'Cause you know I love the players, and you love the game
C/GC/GAm Oh, Midnight. You come and pick me up, no headlights
FG 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
GG* 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
GC/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
GC/G But I got a blank space baby, and I'll write your name..
C/GC/G* Am* Oh, Midnight. You come and pick me up, no headlights
F* G*