Standard (EADGBE)

Verse

I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,

 In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.

 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.

Pre-chorus

 And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,

 Because they've got me in a bad way 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...

Chorus

 Which came first, the music or the misery?

 We're high-fashion, we're last chances.

 Which came first, the music or the misery?

 We're high-fashion, we're last chances.

That's the main jist (Y)

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