||\"We Still Kill the Old Way\" by Lostprophets|
Yesterday I broke your heart in two, today I wanna waste my life with you. But it's over... I don't wanna touch anybody else. But kissing you's a drug, bad for my health. I hear it in your voice on the telephone, you're so good at playin' stable when you're all alone. But it's over... so over... It's killing me gently, silently, I'm dying inside.