Say Anything
Thank you, Sean.
Baby girl, I'm a blur
I spoiled, stunted, sickened her.
God and Death are none of my concern
I'm no philosopher.
Deep in your heart, stitched the key
And only one can set me free
from the beast where I dwell
and let the saints all burn in hell.
So take what you want from me, (I'm on my way) hey
And take all I've got from me, (I'm on my way) hey
You're with me all the time
The drugs can have my mind, love
You own the rest you'll find
And you're with me all the time
On the roof, burning black,
The city smoked from the attack
But on the roof, we love the beast to death
The sweat and whiskey breath
So take what you want from me, (I'm on my way) hey
And take all I've got from me, (I'm on my way) hey
You're with me all the time
The drugs can have my mind, love
You own the rest you'll find
And you're with me all the time
We'll fall right down
We'll get back up again
that's how we'd be
you and me
I would not crowd,
(no I will not crowd)
I would not smother you
(I will not smother you)
I'd let you breathe, over me
(haha, here we go now)
hey hey hey hey
We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, we're escaping it
You're with me all the time
You're with me all the time
With me all the time
You're with me all the time
No matter where I go or whore my mind
I'll always stumble home and pray I'll find
You with your flame-throw eyes and jilted smile
So you can soothe my wounds and drain my bile
You're with me all the time.
"In Defense Of The Genre"
Can't you see, my dear, what you create is greater than great
It's beautiful and valid
Go tell the false friend, who doubts your art:
"Hey, toss my caustic salad!"
Their noise pollution is a one-night stand
A closet corporate ballad
Compose the theme, compose the theme
That seems to haunt the sultan's dreams
Yes their truth is a lie, a sickly, sober sky
Don't you dare lie down your sword and die, oh small fry (oh small fry)
Crime of the century, know what it meant to me
They'll label us what they can never be
So hate me but
I am in your heart (I am in your heart)
pulling it apart
All those magazines and stifled teens
Whose trite teething is outdated
Have minuscule minds of clay in need of chiseling away
This war's been reinstated
So spit a wad in the face of their fucking flawless race
And all they've consecrated
I won't believe, believe, believe, believe, believe
The twisted web they weave
They can stitch you silent now, or bitch the violence out
I'm disavowed (hey, hey), disavowed (hey, hey)
I'm proud to shun their know-how
The wolf begat the lamb, and now it's in his hands
I'm reeling from a feeling that they've banned
Our last stand goes:
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
pulling it apart
Hallelujah, love lost
[Gerard Way:]
I've got an empty wallet and a record cover
The stage, hot and worn like an aging lover
So I spew a comet of verbal vomit
Sacreligious, of Christ or Islamic
It's full of piss and they'll never stop
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!
And kill the kindly ones
The ever blinding ones
We stand and face you now, we will not run
Crime of the century, know what it meant to me
Just you wait and just you wait and see where your lemming line leads
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
pulling it apart (Burning up a black hole)
"I Used To Have A Heart"
I used to have a heart worth a billion bucks
Now it's shitty, shoddy cheap
Sell it in my sleep for the fakes to eat
While they kiss my ass and tell me what I need:
Sex fiends with a vacant dream, a tattoo of a soul
And the words you said, still ringing in my head
Wonder where the love they stole is hiding
All I want to do is be mended by you
I don't want to be confused, I just want to find you
All I want to kill is that which keeps me ill
Underwhelmed and unfulfilled
They're in denial of the knowledge
That they're living in a lame excuse
They're in denial of what you are to me:
My heart, my love, my guide
It's not alright with me, the love I lack, I need, I want you back
The circle torn apart, I used to have a heart
I used to know a girl with the deepest trust
That a man could ever know
I broke her neck from the lack of respect
I learned as an embryo on the west coast
Where the dead paint hollywood red
The facade is well-fed with the blood of the capulets
Spread like jelly on bread across the doors of the first-borns
Weaned from birth on meds
All I want to say is this could be ok
I don't want to be a slave, I just want to spend my days
Wondering through the haze, your voice to lead the way
I can finally go and say:
There you are in front of me, luminescent as you used to be
Just sing the saddest song for me, revive me
"Retarded In Love"
They take advantage of him all of the time
Their fingers rape his cavities
Probing for a hidden cliché
He's a fruit that got in gravity's way
He's the first to tell you he's full of shit
Like that's half a compliment for men
Though he's waking up in puddles of piss
He marinates his metaphors in them
And in this moment
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
They'll be falling in love
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
She takes photographs of people she knows
She brings out the best and worst in them
A goddess buried deep in the folds
Of her fractured self and the lies that they've told
She used to laugh at everything old
It was a joke that never aged a bit
But when they robbed her of her infinite smile
She said "maybe I'll just play dead for a while"
And in this moment
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
They'll be falling in love
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
I'm right here and I must admit
I've been pining for you
Your my wish
When I touch myself, I am conjuring you
From fresh dirt
When we talk all night and the minutes are free
I just hope when I cast my spell you'll be falling for me
Because
Falling in love could be the first thing
Falling in love could be the worst thing
There's no rehearsing
Retarded in love
Baby girl, I'm a blur
I spoiled, stunted, sickened her.
God and Death are none of my concern
I'm no philosopher.
Deep in your heart, stitched the key
And only one can set me free
from the beast where I dwell
and let the saints all burn in hell.
So take what you want from me, (I'm on my way) hey
And take all I've got from me, (I'm on my way) hey
You're with me all the time
The drugs can have my mind, love
You own the rest you'll find
And you're with me all the time
On the roof, burning black,
The city smoked from the attack
But on the roof, we love the beast to death
The sweat and whiskey breath
So take what you want from me, (I'm on my way) hey
And take all I've got from me, (I'm on my way) hey
You're with me all the time
The drugs can have my mind, love
You own the rest you'll find
And you're with me all the time
We'll fall right down
We'll get back up again
that's how we'd be
you and me
I would not crowd,
(no I will not crowd)
I would not smother you
(I will not smother you)
I'd let you breathe, over me
(haha, here we go now)
hey hey hey hey
We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, we're escaping it
You're with me all the time
You're with me all the time
With me all the time
You're with me all the time
No matter where I go or whore my mind
I'll always stumble home and pray I'll find
You with your flame-throw eyes and jilted smile
So you can soothe my wounds and drain my bile
You're with me all the time.
"In Defense Of The Genre"
Can't you see, my dear, what you create is greater than great
It's beautiful and valid
Go tell the false friend, who doubts your art:
"Hey, toss my caustic salad!"
Their noise pollution is a one-night stand
A closet corporate ballad
Compose the theme, compose the theme
That seems to haunt the sultan's dreams
Yes their truth is a lie, a sickly, sober sky
Don't you dare lie down your sword and die, oh small fry (oh small fry)
Crime of the century, know what it meant to me
They'll label us what they can never be
So hate me but
I am in your heart (I am in your heart)
pulling it apart
All those magazines and stifled teens
Whose trite teething is outdated
Have minuscule minds of clay in need of chiseling away
This war's been reinstated
So spit a wad in the face of their fucking flawless race
And all they've consecrated
I won't believe, believe, believe, believe, believe
The twisted web they weave
They can stitch you silent now, or bitch the violence out
I'm disavowed (hey, hey), disavowed (hey, hey)
I'm proud to shun their know-how
The wolf begat the lamb, and now it's in his hands
I'm reeling from a feeling that they've banned
Our last stand goes:
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
pulling it apart
Hallelujah, love lost
[Gerard Way:]
I've got an empty wallet and a record cover
The stage, hot and worn like an aging lover
So I spew a comet of verbal vomit
Sacreligious, of Christ or Islamic
It's full of piss and they'll never stop
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!
And kill the kindly ones
The ever blinding ones
We stand and face you now, we will not run
Crime of the century, know what it meant to me
Just you wait and just you wait and see where your lemming line leads
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
pulling it apart (Burning up a black hole)
"I Used To Have A Heart"
I used to have a heart worth a billion bucks
Now it's shitty, shoddy cheap
Sell it in my sleep for the fakes to eat
While they kiss my ass and tell me what I need:
Sex fiends with a vacant dream, a tattoo of a soul
And the words you said, still ringing in my head
Wonder where the love they stole is hiding
All I want to do is be mended by you
I don't want to be confused, I just want to find you
All I want to kill is that which keeps me ill
Underwhelmed and unfulfilled
They're in denial of the knowledge
That they're living in a lame excuse
They're in denial of what you are to me:
My heart, my love, my guide
It's not alright with me, the love I lack, I need, I want you back
The circle torn apart, I used to have a heart
I used to know a girl with the deepest trust
That a man could ever know
I broke her neck from the lack of respect
I learned as an embryo on the west coast
Where the dead paint hollywood red
The facade is well-fed with the blood of the capulets
Spread like jelly on bread across the doors of the first-borns
Weaned from birth on meds
All I want to say is this could be ok
I don't want to be a slave, I just want to spend my days
Wondering through the haze, your voice to lead the way
I can finally go and say:
There you are in front of me, luminescent as you used to be
Just sing the saddest song for me, revive me
"Retarded In Love"
They take advantage of him all of the time
Their fingers rape his cavities
Probing for a hidden cliché
He's a fruit that got in gravity's way
He's the first to tell you he's full of shit
Like that's half a compliment for men
Though he's waking up in puddles of piss
He marinates his metaphors in them
And in this moment
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
They'll be falling in love
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
She takes photographs of people she knows
She brings out the best and worst in them
A goddess buried deep in the folds
Of her fractured self and the lies that they've told
She used to laugh at everything old
It was a joke that never aged a bit
But when they robbed her of her infinite smile
She said "maybe I'll just play dead for a while"
And in this moment
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
They'll be falling in love
La, lalaladada, lalaladada, lalaladada
I'm right here and I must admit
I've been pining for you
Your my wish
When I touch myself, I am conjuring you
From fresh dirt
When we talk all night and the minutes are free
I just hope when I cast my spell you'll be falling for me
Because
Falling in love could be the first thing
Falling in love could be the worst thing
There's no rehearsing
Retarded in love