Our Lady of Sorrows Songtext
von My Chemical Romance

We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow
Take my hand and then
We′ll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge
Please understand it has to be this way

Stand up fucking tall, don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand and never be afraid again


We′ve only got one chance to put things at an end
And cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
You said we're not celebrities
We spark and fade, they die by threes
I'll make you understand
And you can trade me for an apparition

Stand up fucking tall, don′t let them see your back
And take my fucking hand and never

Trust, you said
Who put the words in your head
Oh, how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying

Stand

Take my fucking hand

Take my fucking

Stand up fucking tall, don′t let them see your back
And take my fucking hand and never be afraid again

Just because my hand's around your throat