The Music Or the Misery

I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed In my aching head, I got my kisses slit Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back It's true, romance is dead I shot it in the chest then in the head And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince Because they've got me in a bad way, I've never seen a heart I couldn't break It was never about the songs, it was competition Make the biggest scene Make the biggest Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death I am indifferent yet (I am a total wreck) I'm every cliché but I simply do it best And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince Because they've got me in a bad way, I've never seen a heart I couldn't break It was never about the songs, it was competition Make the biggest scene (make the biggest scene) Make the biggest Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances (Go!) I went to sleep a poet and I woke up a fraud To calm your nerves, I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark Which came first? The music or the misery? We're high-fashion We're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances (oh)