Fall Out Boy

I wrote a goodbye note in lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars
You're wrong
Are we all wrong
You're wrong
Are we all wrong
This city says...
Come hell or high water
Well I'm feeling hot and wet
I can commit to a thing
Be it heart of hospital
Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars
You're wrong