The things we used to do
when the nightmare wouldn't end
turn up the sight of you and feel it all againThe posters on the wall that were our only friends
Their lives we never knew, but oh how we imaginedLet's go out tonight and do something that's wrong
'cuz I don't feel alright when disaster's goneAnne with an E you're everything to meTake your sweater off and wear your spikes again
'cuz you can't get off on that medicineLet's go out tonight and do something that's wrong
'cuz I don't feel alright when disaster's goneWe'll call in sick tomorrow and shake 'til we can't speak
and know it won't get better, but still you wanna see
our bodies fall apart and lose the will to breathe
and fall asleep forever in perfect harmonyAnne with an E, you're everything to me