I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed

In my aching heads 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

Where 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 casualty-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

Where 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



(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?

We're high-fashioned, we're last chances