Figure It Out
Title: Figure It Out
Series: 2
Chapter: 3
Authors: trollsttroll & absinthe_memory
Fandom: My Chemical Romance/The Used
Pairing: Bert/Gerard
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Fiction. Learn it, live it, love it.
Dedicated to: snowisgreat
Summary: Is there ever equality in love and what do you do when you are served the shorter end of the stick...
Author's Note: Obviously inspired by This Is How I Disappear... and transformed into a collaboration of sorts...
Explanation: Each series is going to be a different 'verse inspired by the lyrics of In Love and Death and The Black Parade...
In Love and Death/The Black Parade Songfic SeriesSeries 1
1. I'm So Weak
2. Without It All
3. Never aloneSeries 2
1. Stumbling Half Aware
2. I'm Not In Love
GO! Just leave. Fine, you don't want me? I can deal with that. I can swallow my pride and accept that I've been used. The fucking used. It'd be funny if it weren't so god-damn twisted. Why won't you leave me alone? I'm so sick of all these tears and I'm sick of all your games. And most of all, I'm sick of all the fucking I told you so's. Yet, I find myself sitting here trying to un-explain the unforgivable. Defending you. Fuck knows why I even bother anymore. They'll never understand and I'll never know why... never know why I wasn't enough... wasn't enough for you.
I find myself watching as you drain all the blood from deep within your veins just to give the kids a show. Laughing as every scab is torn free and suddenly you're so fucking exposed. But can they see beyond the brilliance beyond those bright lights you claim to hate and everything else I despise about you?
There're things that I have done, you never should ever know.
All of the hours spent, every night I ever laid awake... no, no, no... it was never about you. Fuck you. It was only ever about you. Until the end. Until the bitter fucking end. You will never ever know.
And without you is how I disappear, and live my life alone forever now.
Your sudden rise is not all that surprising, but I'm just waiting for you... to come to the realizations that I did about you, love, life, and death. But everything's always lost in translation. Everything's always lost in the haze. You walk among the famous living dead. And now that I'm no longer beneath you... you drown all the boys and girls inside your bed.
Over phone lines fading in and out filled with static and disarray, you tell me that all good girls go... to heaven. Well, heaven knows. Yeah, heaven fucking knows. But, baby... we all go to hell.
And I know that every single lithe body in your bed... I know I never meant more than a single one of them. I get it. I got it. You got me fucking bad. But... I don't suppose you ever noticed. I don't suppose you ever cared. I don't suppose you ever... No, you never ever fucking heard me me cry out to you? You never heard the words I thought I'd choke on. Figure it out.
Yeah, figure it out. That I'm really not so with you anymore. I never really was more than a phantom between the sheets. Something warm and someone willing. But now, I'm just a ghost; a ghost of the shadow I use to be with you.
You will not hurt me anymore and I can't hurt you anymore. As if that's all it ever was. A constant reminder. Each time I wrap my hands around... each time I step on stage... each time I lay myself down to... What, are you waiting? Are you watching? You want to see how far down I can sink?
Let me go, fuck! Every single tear that fell has dried up in the true light of day. I've done everything I can to seperate myself from the memories and from our past. I'm so far away from you. So now, you can... go.
Series: 2
Chapter: 3
Authors: trollsttroll & absinthe_memory
Fandom: My Chemical Romance/The Used
Pairing: Bert/Gerard
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Fiction. Learn it, live it, love it.
Dedicated to: snowisgreat
Summary: Is there ever equality in love and what do you do when you are served the shorter end of the stick...
Author's Note: Obviously inspired by This Is How I Disappear... and transformed into a collaboration of sorts...
Explanation: Each series is going to be a different 'verse inspired by the lyrics of In Love and Death and The Black Parade...
In Love and Death/The Black Parade Songfic SeriesSeries 1
1. I'm So Weak
2. Without It All
3. Never aloneSeries 2
1. Stumbling Half Aware
2. I'm Not In Love
GO! Just leave. Fine, you don't want me? I can deal with that. I can swallow my pride and accept that I've been used. The fucking used. It'd be funny if it weren't so god-damn twisted. Why won't you leave me alone? I'm so sick of all these tears and I'm sick of all your games. And most of all, I'm sick of all the fucking I told you so's. Yet, I find myself sitting here trying to un-explain the unforgivable. Defending you. Fuck knows why I even bother anymore. They'll never understand and I'll never know why... never know why I wasn't enough... wasn't enough for you.
I find myself watching as you drain all the blood from deep within your veins just to give the kids a show. Laughing as every scab is torn free and suddenly you're so fucking exposed. But can they see beyond the brilliance beyond those bright lights you claim to hate and everything else I despise about you?
There're things that I have done, you never should ever know.
All of the hours spent, every night I ever laid awake... no, no, no... it was never about you. Fuck you. It was only ever about you. Until the end. Until the bitter fucking end. You will never ever know.
And without you is how I disappear, and live my life alone forever now.
Your sudden rise is not all that surprising, but I'm just waiting for you... to come to the realizations that I did about you, love, life, and death. But everything's always lost in translation. Everything's always lost in the haze. You walk among the famous living dead. And now that I'm no longer beneath you... you drown all the boys and girls inside your bed.
Over phone lines fading in and out filled with static and disarray, you tell me that all good girls go... to heaven. Well, heaven knows. Yeah, heaven fucking knows. But, baby... we all go to hell.
And I know that every single lithe body in your bed... I know I never meant more than a single one of them. I get it. I got it. You got me fucking bad. But... I don't suppose you ever noticed. I don't suppose you ever cared. I don't suppose you ever... No, you never ever fucking heard me me cry out to you? You never heard the words I thought I'd choke on. Figure it out.
Yeah, figure it out. That I'm really not so with you anymore. I never really was more than a phantom between the sheets. Something warm and someone willing. But now, I'm just a ghost; a ghost of the shadow I use to be with you.
You will not hurt me anymore and I can't hurt you anymore. As if that's all it ever was. A constant reminder. Each time I wrap my hands around... each time I step on stage... each time I lay myself down to... What, are you waiting? Are you watching? You want to see how far down I can sink?
Let me go, fuck! Every single tear that fell has dried up in the true light of day. I've done everything I can to seperate myself from the memories and from our past. I'm so far away from you. So now, you can... go.