Sister I'm not a poet but a criminal.
And you never had a chance.
Love it o 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 pay me.
I'm just the way the doctor made me.
On, and on, and on, and on.
You'll never make me leave.
I wear this on my sleeve.
Give a reason to believe.
So give me all your poison.
And give me all your tears.
And give me all your hopeless hearts and make me ill.
You're running after something that you'll never kill.
So this is what you want? Then fire at will.
Preace all you want but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book you gave me.
Hallelujah, rock and roll.
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son.
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 a reason to believe.
So give me all your poison.
And give me all your tears.
And give me all your hopeless hearts and make me ill.
You're running after something that you'll never kill.
So this is what you want? Then fire at will.
My Chemical Romance - Thank you for the venom
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