Текст песни Knives/Sorrow (Demo) - My Chemical Romance

We could be perfect one last night
And die like star crossed lovers when we fight
We could 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
Please understand that it has to be this way

Stand up fucking tall, don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand and never be afraid again

We've only got one chance to put things at an 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
And take my fucking hand and never trust
You said, "Who put the words in your head?"
Oh, just 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 hand's around your throat