"I spent most of last night dragging this lake for the corpses of all my past mistakes. sell me out- the jokes on you. we are salt- you are the wound. empty another bottle and let me tear you to pieces. this is me wishing you into the worst situations. I'm the kind of kid that can't let anything go, but you wouldn't know a good thing if it came up and slit your throat." - Fall Out Boy, "my heart is the worst kind of weapon"