I know a thing about contrition
Because I got enough to say
And I'll be grantin' your permission
'Cause you haven't got a prayerI said, hey hallelujah
Well come on, sing the praise
Let the spirit come on through ya
We got innocence todayWell I think I'm gonna burn in hell
Everybody burn the house down
She says well, what I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angelTake this to my grave
Tell me I'm a bad man
Kick me like a slave
Tell me I'm an angel
Take this to my graveS-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N
S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-NWell a ring around the ambulance
Like I never gave a care
I said, choir boys surround you
It's a compliment, I swearAnd I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down
I wanna hear you sing the praise
I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down
We got innocence for daysWell I think I'm gonna burn in hell
Everybody burn the outside
And says, ha, what I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angelTake this to my grave
Tell me I'm a bad man
Kick me like a stray
Tell me I'm an angel
Take this to my graveYou better walk like the devil,
'Cause they're never gonna leave youYou better hide em in the alley
'Cause they're never gonna find you a homeAnd as the blood runs down the walls
You see me creepin' up these halls
I've been a bad motherfucker
Tell your sister I'm another
Go, go, goAnd I say, what I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angel
Take this to my grave
Tell me I'm a bad man
Kick me like a stray
Tell me I'm an angel
Take this to my graveTell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad manSo get up
So get outS-I-N
S-I-N
Songwriters
BOB BRYAR, FRANK IERO, GERARD WAY, MICHAEL WAY, RAY TOROPublished by
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