| Song | Rather Be Dead Than Cool |
| Artist | Forever Came Calling |
| Album | What Matters Most |
| We talked all night again, I miss the sweet taste of her skin. | |
| Yeah we talked all night again she can’t do it alone. | |
| We fell asleep in parking lots, cheap hotels and borrowed spots. | |
| She fell asleep with my t-shirt on | |
| Spinning our favorite songs she says she wants to be married. | |
| We don’t know where were going | |
| but we sure know where we’ve been. | |
| We don’t know where were going | |
| but we’re going again. | |
| We pass through your hometown 3 times a year now, | |
| everything's changed how? You did it your own way | |
| Let change be the constant pace that you wanted | |
| throw out all caution, we did it our own way | |
| We talked all night again of all the places this could end. | |
| We talked all night again, we can’t do it alone. | |
| Battle cry for the downtrodden. “Contender, well it's such a hit | |
| at least with critics and hipster elitists. | |
| So tell me why, I can’t pay my rent. | |
| We don’t know where were going | |
| but to the basements of our friends. | |
| We don’t know where were going | |
| but we’re going again. | |
| We pass through your hometown 3 times a year now, | |
| everything's changed how? We did it our own way. | |
| Friendships are fading, as I keep on chasing | |
| this dream that is taking everything not strapped down. | |
| I nailed it down and I mixed the two. | |
| Between real life, and what is really you. | |
| I took the two and I made a truce | |
| but they broke it again. Fuck. | |
| Fuck you, I hate this. You’re all presentation, punk rock is safe when | |
| Your judged by your looks, no not the words that come out | |
| We'll do it our own way now. |
| We talked all night again, I miss the sweet taste of her skin. | |
| Yeah we talked all night again she can' t do it alone. | |
| We fell asleep in parking lots, cheap hotels and borrowed spots. | |
| She fell asleep with my tshirt on | |
| Spinning our favorite songs she says she wants to be married. | |
| We don' t know where were going | |
| but we sure know where we' ve been. | |
| We don' t know where were going | |
| but we' re going again. | |
| We pass through your hometown 3 times a year now, | |
| everything' s changed how? You did it your own way | |
| Let change be the constant pace that you wanted | |
| throw out all caution, we did it our own way | |
| We talked all night again of all the places this could end. | |
| We talked all night again, we can' t do it alone. | |
| Battle cry for the downtrodden. " Contender, well it' s such a hit | |
| at least with critics and hipster elitists. | |
| So tell me why, I can' t pay my rent. | |
| We don' t know where were going | |
| but to the basements of our friends. | |
| We don' t know where were going | |
| but we' re going again. | |
| We pass through your hometown 3 times a year now, | |
| everything' s changed how? We did it our own way. | |
| Friendships are fading, as I keep on chasing | |
| this dream that is taking everything not strapped down. | |
| I nailed it down and I mixed the two. | |
| Between real life, and what is really you. | |
| I took the two and I made a truce | |
| but they broke it again. Fuck. | |
| Fuck you, I hate this. You' re all presentation, punk rock is safe when | |
| Your judged by your looks, no not the words that come out | |
| We' ll do it our own way now. |