Gaze into her killing jar I'd sometimes stare for hours
She even poked the holes so I can breathe
She bought the last line, I'm just the worst kind
Of guy to argue with what you might find
And for the last night I lie, could I lie with you?Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this timeLost in the prescription, she's got something else in mind
Check into the Hotel Bella Muerte
It gives the weak flight, it gives the blind sight
Until the cops come or by last light
And for the last night I lie, could I lie next to you?Alright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this timeAlright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this timePull the plug but I'd like to learn your name
And holdin' on, well, I hope you do the same
Aww, sugar, slip in to the tragedy
You've spun this chamber dryAlright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this timeAlright, give up, get down
It's just the hardest part of living
Alright, she wants
It all to come down this timeOh, pull the plug but I'd like to learn your name
And holdin' on, well, I hope you do the same
Aww, sugar
Songwriters
Frank Iero;Matt Pelissier;Raymond Toro;Michael James Way;Gerard Arthur WayPublished by
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