my chemical romance
our lady of sorrows
We could be perfect one last night And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight And we can settle this affair If you would shed your yellow, take my hand And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity This riddle of revenge Pplease, understand it has to be this way and Stand up fucking tall Don't let them see your back Take my fucking hand and never be afraid again We've only got one chance to put this at in end And cross the patron saint of switchblade fights You said we're not celebrities We spark and fade They die by threes I'll make you understand And you can trade me for an apparition Stand up fucking tall Don't let them see your back Take my fucking hand and never... Trust, you said Who put the words in your head Oh, how wrong we were to think That immortality meant never dying Stand... Take my fucking hand... Take my fucking... Stand up fucking tall Don't let them see your back Take my fucking hand and never be afraid again Just because my hands are around your throat!