Get Busy Living, Or get busy Dying–Fall Out Boy

December 5, 2006

From day one I talked about getting out,

But not forgetting about,

All my worst fears are letting out,

He said,Why put a new address,

On this same old loneliness,

When breathing just passes the time,

Until we all just get old and die,

Now talkin’s just a waste of breath,

And living’s just a waste of death,

And why put a new address,

On this same old loneliness,

And this is you and me,

And me and you,

Until we’ve got nothing left.