This night, walk the dead
In a solitary style and crash the cemetery gates
In the dress your husband hatesLay down, mark the grave
Where the search lights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floorI miss you
I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss
That made it so hardBack home, off the run
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists
It isn't that much fun
Staring down a loaded gunSo I won't stop dying, won't stop lying
If you want I'll keep on crying
Did you get what you deserve?
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 hardLay down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way downI miss you
I miss you so far
And the collision of your kiss
That made it so hardI miss you
Well I miss you so, far
And the collision of your kiss
That made it so hard
Made it so hardLay down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down, way down
Way down
Songwriters
Matt Pelissier;Frank Iero;Raymond Toro;Gerard Arthur Way;Michael James WayPublished by
BLOW THE DOORS OFF THE JERSEY SHORE MUSIC, INC