Well, when you go
Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay
And maybe when you get back
I'll be off to find another wayAnd after all this time that you still owe
You're still the good-for-nothing I don't know
So take your gloves and get out
Better get out
While you canWhen you go
Would you even turn to say
I don't love you
Like I did
YesterdaySometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
But baby when they knock you
Down and out
It's where you oughta stayAnd after all the blood that you still owe
Another dollar's just another blow
So fix your eyes and get up
Better get up
While you can
Whoa, whoaWhen you go
Would you even turn to say
I don't love you
Like I did
YesterdayWell come on, come onWhen you go
Would you have the guts to say
I don't love you
Like I loved you yesterdayI don't love you
Like I loved you
YesterdayI don't love you
Like I loved you
Yesterday
Songwriters
BOB BRYAR, FRANK IERO, GERARD WAY, MICHAEL WAY, RAY TOROPublished by
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