作曲：Pete Wentz+Patrick Stump+Andy Hurley+Joe Trohman

This has been said so many times

That I not sure if it matters

But we never stood a chance

And I not sure if it matters

If you are the shores

I am the waves begging for big moons

I mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town

I know this hurts it was meant to

Your secret out

And the best part is it isn even a good one

And it mind over don matter

This has been said so many times

That I not sure if it matters

But it must be said again

That all us boys are just screaming

Into microphones for attention

Because we just so bored

We never knew that you would pick it apart oh

I falling apart to songs about hips and hearts

I know this hurts it was meant to

Your secret out

And the best part is it isn even a good one

And it mind over don matter

I used to obsess over living

Now I only obsess over you

Tell me you like boys like me better

In the dark lying on top of you

This has been said so many times

That I not sure if it matters

This has been said so many times

That I not sure if it matters

This has been said so many times

That I not sure if it matters

This has been said so many times

That I not sure if it matters

I know this hurts it was meant to

Your secret out

And the best part is it isn even a good one

And it mind over don matter

From day one I talked about getting out

But not forgetting about

How my worst fears are letting out

He said 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 just a waste of breath

And living just a waste of death

And why put a new address on the same old loneliness

And this is you and me and me and you

Until we got nothing left