C/G

M: 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

F: 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

M: 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

F: 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*       

   A long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise