The Music Or The Misery I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed, In my aching head I got my kisses slipped. 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-fashioned, we're last chances. Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
I'm casually-obsessed and I've forgiven death, I am indifferent yet, (I am total wreck.) I'm every cliche, 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-fashioned, we're last chances. Which came first, the music or the misery? (Which came first?) We're high-fashioned, 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-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances. Which came first, the music or the misery? (Which came first?) We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.