I Got Punched In The Nose For Sticking My Face In Other People’s Business

You and me
You know that we were always funny in a
Car crash sort of way
Watch me bruise and bleed for you
I always knew that I'd end up dead today.. today.. today

So I'm going to tear down the sky
And all the dull stars tonight
So I can stay hidden and live in the black

I hate being famous for my hits
And never for my misses
Bloody kisses from poison lips
Leave lovers dead in ditches

So, pass another round around for the kids
Who have nothing left to lose
And for those souls old and sold out
By the soles of my shoes

Drag my corpse through the cities
I never got to visit
Promise don't let me miss it
Promise don't let me miss it

Drag my corpse through the cities
I never got to visit
Promise don't let me miss it

You and me
You know that we were always funny in a
Car crash sort of way
Watch me bruise and bleed for you
I always knew that I'd die. That I'd die
That I'd die

Baby, the blood's already been spilled
And no amount of crying
Will wash the red from your guilty hands

Baby, the blood's already been spilled
And no amount of crying
Will wash the red from your guilty hands

Baby, the blood's already been spilled
And no amount of crying
Will wash the red from your guilty hands

But, what if I promised to hold on
Long enough to suffer?

But, what if I promised to hold on
Long enough to suffer?

But, what if I promised to hold on
Long enough to suffer?

But, what if I promised to hold on
Long enough to suffer?