Long ago
Just like the Hearse you die to get in again
We are so far from you
Burning on
Just like the match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what's the worst you take
From every heart you break?
And like the blade you'll stain
Well, I've been holding on tonight
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Came a time
When every star fall
Brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold
And what's the worst you take
From every heart you break?
And like a blade you'll stain
Well, I've been holding on tonight
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Well, if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend to leave and then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
And if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
My Chemical Romance - Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge Album Lyrics
My Chemical Romance - Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge Lyrics
- Helena
- Give Em Hell Kid
- To The End
- You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison
- I'm Not Okay (I Promise)
- The Ghost Of You
- The Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You
- Interlude
- Thank You For The Venom
- Hang Em High
- It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a Fucking Deathwish
- Cemetery Drive
- I Never Told You What I Do For A Living
Writer: Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Ray Toro
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Give Em Hell Kid
Oh baby here comes the sound
I took a train outta New Orleans and they shot me full of ephedrine
This is how we like to do it in the murder scene
Can we settle up the score?
If you were here,
I'd never have a fear
So go on live your life
But I miss you more than I did yesterday
(You're beautiful)
Well I'm a total wreck and almost every day
Like the firing squad or the mess you made
Well don't I look pretty walking down the street
In the best damn dress I own?
If you were here,
I'd never have a fear
So go on live your life
But I miss you more than I did yesterday
You're so far away
So c'mon show me how
'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say
We are, made from the sharpest things you'd say
We are young and we don't care
Your dreams and your hopeless hair
We never wanted it to be this way
For all our lives
Do you care at all?
If you were here,
I'd never have a fear
So go on live your life
But I miss you more than I did yesterday
You're so far away
So c'mon show me how
'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say
(What'd you call me?)
(Well, there's no way I'm kissing that guy)
I took a train outta New Orleans and they shot me full of ephedrine
This is how we like to do it in the murder scene
Can we settle up the score?
If you were here,
I'd never have a fear
So go on live your life
But I miss you more than I did yesterday
(You're beautiful)
Well I'm a total wreck and almost every day
Like the firing squad or the mess you made
Well don't I look pretty walking down the street
In the best damn dress I own?
If you were here,
I'd never have a fear
So go on live your life
But I miss you more than I did yesterday
You're so far away
So c'mon show me how
'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say
We are, made from the sharpest things you'd say
We are young and we don't care
Your dreams and your hopeless hair
We never wanted it to be this way
For all our lives
Do you care at all?
If you were here,
I'd never have a fear
So go on live your life
But I miss you more than I did yesterday
You're so far away
So c'mon show me how
'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say
(What'd you call me?)
(Well, there's no way I'm kissing that guy)
Writer: Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Ray Toro
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
To The End
He calls the mansion not a house but a tomb.
He's always choking from the stench and the fume.
The wedding party all collapsed in the room.
So send my resignation to the bride and the groom.
Let's go down!
This elevator only goes up to ten.
He's not around.
He's always looking at men
Down by the pool.
He doesn't have many friends.
As they are
Face down and bloated snap a shot with the lens.
If you marry me,
Would you bury me?
Would you carry me to the end?
(So say goodbye) to the vows you take
(And say goodbye) to the life you make
(And say goodbye) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
She keeps a picture of the body she lends.
Got nasty blisters from the money she spends.
She's got a life of her own and it shows by the Benz
She drives at 90 by the Barbies and Kens.
If you ever say never too late.
I'll forget all the diamonds you ate.
Lost in coma and covered in cake.
Increase the medication.
Share the vows at the wake.
(Kiss the bride)
If you marry me,
Would you bury me?
Would you carry me to the end?
(So say goodbye) to the vows you take
(And say goodbye) to the life you make
(And say goodbye) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
(And say goodbye) to the last parade
(And walk away) from the choice you made
(And say goodnight) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
(So say goodbye) to the vows you take
(And say goodbye) to the life you make
(And say goodbye) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
(And say goodbye) to the last parade
(And walk away) from the choice you made
(And say goodnight) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
To the last parade
When the parties fade
And the choice you made
To the End.
He's always choking from the stench and the fume.
The wedding party all collapsed in the room.
So send my resignation to the bride and the groom.
Let's go down!
This elevator only goes up to ten.
He's not around.
He's always looking at men
Down by the pool.
He doesn't have many friends.
As they are
Face down and bloated snap a shot with the lens.
If you marry me,
Would you bury me?
Would you carry me to the end?
(So say goodbye) to the vows you take
(And say goodbye) to the life you make
(And say goodbye) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
She keeps a picture of the body she lends.
Got nasty blisters from the money she spends.
She's got a life of her own and it shows by the Benz
She drives at 90 by the Barbies and Kens.
If you ever say never too late.
I'll forget all the diamonds you ate.
Lost in coma and covered in cake.
Increase the medication.
Share the vows at the wake.
(Kiss the bride)
If you marry me,
Would you bury me?
Would you carry me to the end?
(So say goodbye) to the vows you take
(And say goodbye) to the life you make
(And say goodbye) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
(And say goodbye) to the last parade
(And walk away) from the choice you made
(And say goodnight) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
(So say goodbye) to the vows you take
(And say goodbye) to the life you make
(And say goodbye) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
(And say goodbye) to the last parade
(And walk away) from the choice you made
(And say goodnight) to the heart you break
And all the cyanide you drank.
To the last parade
When the parties fade
And the choice you made
To the End.
Writer: FRANK IERO, GERARD WAY, MATTHEW PELLISIER, MICHAEL WAY, RAY TORO
Copyright: Lyrics © FOX FILM MUSIC CORP. O/B/O NEW ENTERPRISES MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © FOX FILM MUSIC CORP. O/B/O NEW ENTERPRISES MUSIC
You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison
[ Featuring Bert McCracken ]
In the middle of a gun fight
In the center of a restaurant
They say, come with your arms raised high
Well, they're never gonna get me,
And like a bullet through a flock of doves
To wage this war against your faith in me
Your life, will never be the same
On your mother's eyes, say a prayer say a prayer
Now, but I can't
And I don't know
How we're just two men as God had made us
Well, I can't, well, I can
Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
Pain in my heart for your dying wish
I'll kiss your lips again
They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost
My cellmate's a killer, they made me do push-ups (in drag)
But nobody cares if you're losing yourself am I losing myself
Well, I miss my mom
Will they give me the chair
Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare
Ah, nobody knows all the trouble I've seen
Now, but I can't
And I don't know
How we're just two men as God had made us
Well, I can't, well, I can
Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
Pain in my heart for your dying wish
I'll kiss your lips again
To your room
What they ask of you
Will make you want to say, so long
Well, I don't remember
Why remember you
Do you have the keys to the hotel
'Cause I'm gonna string this motherf*cker on fire (fire)
Life is but a dream for the dead
And well I, I won't go down by myself
But I'll go down with my friends
Now now now now, now now now, now now now, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Writer: Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Ray Toro
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
I'm Not Okay (I Promise)
Well if you wanted honesty
That's all you had to say
I never want to let you down or have you go
It's better off this way
For all the dirty looks
For photographs your boyfriend took
Remember when you broke your foot
From jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you
That it's not the life it seems?
I told you time and time again
You sing the words
But don't know what it means
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook
For the last time
Take a good hard look
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book
But the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this
I'm okay (trust me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-f*cking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay (kay)
That's all you had to say
I never want to let you down or have you go
It's better off this way
For all the dirty looks
For photographs your boyfriend took
Remember when you broke your foot
From jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you
That it's not the life it seems?
I told you time and time again
You sing the words
But don't know what it means
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook
For the last time
Take a good hard look
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book
But the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay
I'm okay
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this
I'm okay (trust me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not o-f*cking-kay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay (kay)
Writer: Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Ray Toro
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
The Ghost Of You
I never said I'd lie and wait forever
If I died we'd be together
I can't always just forget her
But she could try
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I
Should I
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever ever
Ever
Get the feeling that you're never
All alone and I remember now
At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies
She dies
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I
Should I
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I
Should I
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me
If I fall
If I fall (down)
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I
Should I
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna
If I died we'd be together
I can't always just forget her
But she could try
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I
Should I
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever ever
Ever
Get the feeling that you're never
All alone and I remember now
At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies
She dies
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I
Should I
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I
Should I
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me
If I fall
If I fall (down)
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I
Should I
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna
Writer: Frank Iero, Ray Toro, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Gerard Way
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
The Jetset Life Is Gonna Kill You
Gaze into her killing jar
I'd sometimes stare for hours
She even poked the holes so I can breathe
She bought the last line
I'm just the worst kind of guy to argue
With what you might find
And for the last night I lie
Could I lie with you?
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Lost in the prescription
She's got something else in mind
Check into the hotel Bella Muerte
It gives the weak flight
It gives the blind sight
Until the cops come or by the last light
And for the last night I lie
Could I lie next to you?
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Pull the plug
But I'd like to learn your name
And holding on
Well, I hope you do the same
Awww sugar
Slip into this tragedy
You've spun this chamber dry
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Pull the plug
But I'd like to learn your name
And holding on
Well, I hope you do the same
Awww sugar
I'd sometimes stare for hours
She even poked the holes so I can breathe
She bought the last line
I'm just the worst kind of guy to argue
With what you might find
And for the last night I lie
Could I lie with you?
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Lost in the prescription
She's got something else in mind
Check into the hotel Bella Muerte
It gives the weak flight
It gives the blind sight
Until the cops come or by the last light
And for the last night I lie
Could I lie next to you?
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Pull the plug
But I'd like to learn your name
And holding on
Well, I hope you do the same
Awww sugar
Slip into this tragedy
You've spun this chamber dry
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants it all to come down this time
Pull the plug
But I'd like to learn your name
And holding on
Well, I hope you do the same
Awww sugar
Writer: Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Ray Toro
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Writer: Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Ray Toro
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Thank You For The Venom
Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal
And you never had a chance
Love it, or leave it, you can't understand
A pretty face, but you do so carry on
And on
And on
I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on
And on
And on
And on
Love is the red of the rose on your coffin door
What's life like, bleeding on the floor
The floor
The floor
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
Preach all you want but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book you gave me, hallelujah, lock and load
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent sun
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one,
And one,
And one,
And one
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
You want to follow something
Give me a better cause to lead
Just give me what I need
Give me a reason to believe
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
And you never had a chance
Love it, or leave it, you can't understand
A pretty face, but you do so carry on
And on
And on
I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on
And on
And on
And on
Love is the red of the rose on your coffin door
What's life like, bleeding on the floor
The floor
The floor
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
Preach all you want but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book you gave me, hallelujah, lock and load
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent sun
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one,
And one,
And one,
And one
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
You want to follow something
Give me a better cause to lead
Just give me what I need
Give me a reason to believe
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
Writer: Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Ray Toro
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Hang Em High
Wait until it fades to black
Ride into the sunset
Would I lie to you?
Well, I've got something to say
Grab your six-gun from your back
Throttle the ignition
Would I die for you?
Well here's your answer in spades
Shotgun sinners
Wild eyed jokers
Got you in my sights
Gun it while I'm holding on
After all is said and done
Climb out from the pine box
Well I'm asking you
'Cause she's got nothing to say
The angels just cut out her tongue
Call her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain
Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm holding on
But don't stop if I fall
And don't look back
Oh baby don't stop
Bury me and fade to black
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
So get your gun and meet me by the door
[x3]
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
So baby...
Don't stop if I fall
And don't look back
Oh baby don't stop
Bury me and fade to black
[x2]
...Well don't stop...
Ride into the sunset
Would I lie to you?
Well, I've got something to say
Grab your six-gun from your back
Throttle the ignition
Would I die for you?
Well here's your answer in spades
Shotgun sinners
Wild eyed jokers
Got you in my sights
Gun it while I'm holding on
After all is said and done
Climb out from the pine box
Well I'm asking you
'Cause she's got nothing to say
The angels just cut out her tongue
Call her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain
Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm holding on
But don't stop if I fall
And don't look back
Oh baby don't stop
Bury me and fade to black
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
So get your gun and meet me by the door
[x3]
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
She won't stop me put it down
So baby...
Don't stop if I fall
And don't look back
Oh baby don't stop
Bury me and fade to black
[x2]
...Well don't stop...
Writer: FRANK IERO, MATTHEW PELLISIER, RAY TORO, GERARD WAY, MICHAEL WAY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
It's Not a Fashion Statement, It's a Fucking Deathwish
For what you did to me
And what I'll do to you
You get, what everyone else gets
You get a lifetime
Let's go
Do you remember that day when we met
You told me this gets harder
Well it did
Been holding on forever
Promise me that when I'm gone you'll kill my enemies
The damage you've inflicted, temporary wounds
I'm coming back from the dead and I'll take you home with me
I'm taking back the life you stole
We never got that far
This helps me to think all through the night
Bright lights that won't kill me now, or tell me how
Just you and I, your starless eyes remain
Hip hip hooray for me, you talk to me, but would you kill me in my sleep
Lay still like the dead
From the razor to the rosary
We could lose ourselves
And paint these walls in pitchfork red
I will avenge my ghost with every breath I take
I'm coming back from the dead and I'll take you home with me
I'm taking back the life you stole
This hole you put me in
Wasn't deep enough
And I'm climbing out right now
You're running out of places to hide from me
When you go
Just know that I will remember you
If living was the hardest part
We'll then one day be together
And in the end we'll fall apart
Just like the leaves change in colors
And then I will be with you
I will be there one last time now
When you go
Just know that I will remember you
I lost my fear of falling
I will be with you
I will be with you
And what I'll do to you
You get, what everyone else gets
You get a lifetime
Let's go
Do you remember that day when we met
You told me this gets harder
Well it did
Been holding on forever
Promise me that when I'm gone you'll kill my enemies
The damage you've inflicted, temporary wounds
I'm coming back from the dead and I'll take you home with me
I'm taking back the life you stole
We never got that far
This helps me to think all through the night
Bright lights that won't kill me now, or tell me how
Just you and I, your starless eyes remain
Hip hip hooray for me, you talk to me, but would you kill me in my sleep
Lay still like the dead
From the razor to the rosary
We could lose ourselves
And paint these walls in pitchfork red
I will avenge my ghost with every breath I take
I'm coming back from the dead and I'll take you home with me
I'm taking back the life you stole
This hole you put me in
Wasn't deep enough
And I'm climbing out right now
You're running out of places to hide from me
When you go
Just know that I will remember you
If living was the hardest part
We'll then one day be together
And in the end we'll fall apart
Just like the leaves change in colors
And then I will be with you
I will be there one last time now
When you go
Just know that I will remember you
I lost my fear of falling
I will be with you
I will be with you
Writer: Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Ray Toro
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Cemetery Drive
This night, walk the dead
In a solitary style
And crash the cemetery gates.
In the dress your husband hates
Way down, mark the grave
Where the search lights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floor
I miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
Back home, off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists
It isn't that much fun, staring down a loaded gun
So I won't stop dying, won't stop lying (are you there at all?)
If you want I'll keep on crying (do you care at all?)
Did you get what you deserve? (are you there at all?)
Is this what you always want me for?
I miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
I miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
When will I miss you, when will I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
Made it so hard
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down...
In a solitary style
And crash the cemetery gates.
In the dress your husband hates
Way down, mark the grave
Where the search lights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floor
I miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
Back home, off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists
It isn't that much fun, staring down a loaded gun
So I won't stop dying, won't stop lying (are you there at all?)
If you want I'll keep on crying (do you care at all?)
Did you get what you deserve? (are you there at all?)
Is this what you always want me for?
I miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
I miss you, I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
When will I miss you, when will I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard
Made it so hard
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down...
Writer: FRANK IERO, GERARD WAY, MATTHEW PELLISIER, MICHAEL WAY, RAY TORO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
I Never Told You What I Do For A Living
Stay out of the light
Or the photograph that I gave you
You can say a prayer if you need to
Or just get in line and I'll grieve you
Can I meet you, alone
Another night and I'll see you
Another night and I'll be you
Some other way to continue
To hide my face
Another knife in my hands
A stain that never comes off the sheets
Clean me off
I'm so dirty babe
The kind of dirty where the water never cleans off the clothes
I keep a book of the names and those
Only go so far 'til you bury them
So deep and down we go
Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace
I did it all so maybe I'd live this every day
Another knife in my hands
A stain that never comes off the sheets
Clean me off
I'm so dirty babe
It ain't the money and it sure as hell ain't just for the fame
It's for the bodies I claim and lose
Only go so far 'til you bury them
So deep and down we go
Down
And down we go
And down we go
And down we go
And we all fall down
I tried
I tried
And we'll all dance alone to the tune of your death
We'll love again, we'll laugh again
And it's better off this way
And never again, and never again
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead now
Well never again, and never again
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead now
Well I tried
One more night
One more night
Well I'm laughin' out, cryin' out, laughin' out loud
I tried, well I tried, well I tried
'Cause I tried, but I lied
I lied
I tried
I tried
I tried, well
And we'll love again, we'll laugh again
We'll cry again and we'll dance again
And it's better off this way
So much better off this way
I can't clean the blood off the sheets in my bed
And never again, and never again
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead now
Or the photograph that I gave you
You can say a prayer if you need to
Or just get in line and I'll grieve you
Can I meet you, alone
Another night and I'll see you
Another night and I'll be you
Some other way to continue
To hide my face
Another knife in my hands
A stain that never comes off the sheets
Clean me off
I'm so dirty babe
The kind of dirty where the water never cleans off the clothes
I keep a book of the names and those
Only go so far 'til you bury them
So deep and down we go
Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace
I did it all so maybe I'd live this every day
Another knife in my hands
A stain that never comes off the sheets
Clean me off
I'm so dirty babe
It ain't the money and it sure as hell ain't just for the fame
It's for the bodies I claim and lose
Only go so far 'til you bury them
So deep and down we go
Down
And down we go
And down we go
And down we go
And we all fall down
I tried
I tried
And we'll all dance alone to the tune of your death
We'll love again, we'll laugh again
And it's better off this way
And never again, and never again
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead now
Well never again, and never again
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead now
Well I tried
One more night
One more night
Well I'm laughin' out, cryin' out, laughin' out loud
I tried, well I tried, well I tried
'Cause I tried, but I lied
I lied
I tried
I tried
I tried, well
And we'll love again, we'll laugh again
We'll cry again and we'll dance again
And it's better off this way
So much better off this way
I can't clean the blood off the sheets in my bed
And never again, and never again
They gave us two shots to the back of the head
And we're all dead now
Writer: Frank Iero, Gerard Way, Matthew Pellisier, Michael Way, Ray Toro
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Copyright: Lyrics © BLOW THE DOORS OFF CHICAGO
Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge (often shortened to Three Cheers or Revenge) is the second studio album by American rock band My Chemical Romance, released on June 8, 2004, by Reprise Records. With this album, the band produced a more polished sound than that of their 2002 debut I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love. It was the band's first release to feature rhythm guitarist Frank Iero on all tracks, as well as the final release to feature drummer Matt Pelissier, who would later be replaced by Bob Bryar.
The album received positive reviews from critics and was a commercial success for both the band and the Reprise label. The record produced four singles—"I'm Not Okay (I Promise)", "Helena", "The Ghost of You", and in the United Kingdom, "Thank You for the Venom". It was certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) less than a year after its release, and has sold over three million copies in the United States.
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My Chemical RomanceThe album received positive reviews from critics and was a commercial success for both the band and the Reprise label. The record produced four singles—"I'm Not Okay (I Promise)", "Helena", "The Ghost of You", and in the United Kingdom, "Thank You for the Venom". It was certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) less than a year after its release, and has sold over three million copies in the United States.
Genre(s): Emo, alternative rock, pop-punk, post-hardcore, punk rock
Producer(s): Howard Benson
Length: 39:36
Released: June 8th, 2004
Year: 2004