Our Lady Of Sorrows

We could be perfect one last night And look like star-crossed lovers when we fight And we can settle this affair If you would shed your yellow take my hand And then well solve the mystery of laceration gravity This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way and -Chorus- Stand up fucking tall Dont let them see your back Take my fucking hand and never be afraid again Weve only got once chance to put this at in end and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights You said were not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes Ill make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition -Chorus- Trust, you said Who put the words in your head Oh how wrong we were to think That immortality meant never dying -Chorus-