I'm holding out and I'm
holding on
to every letter and every
song.
I pulled myself out of the
day we ever had to meet.
Are you through with me?
So..
And when it all goes to
hell,
will you be able to tell
me you're sorry with a
straight face.
[x2]
Let's Go!
I'm all ears and I'm all
scars
to hear you tell me "Boy's
like you, you try too hard
to look not quite as
desperate". I'm hanging on.
But I still know the way to
make your makeup run.
So..
And when it all goes to
hell,
will you be able to tell
me you're sorry with a
straight face.
[x3]
|
And when it all goes to
hell, (Take this to your
grave)
will you be able to tell
me you're sorry with a
straight face. (I'll take it
to mine)
And when it all goes to hell
[x3]
And when it all goes. |
