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 Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal And you never had a chance

Love it, or leave it, you can't understand

 A pretty face, but you do so carry on, and on, and on

 I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me

 I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on, and on, and on, and on

Love is the red the rose on your coffin door

 What's life like, bleeding on the floor, the floor, the floor

 You'll never make me leave I wear this on my sleeve

 Give me a reason to believe

 So give me all your poison And give me all your pills

 And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill

 You're running after something That you'll never kill

 If this is what you want Then fire at will

Preach all you want but who's gonna save me?

I keep a gun on the book you gave me, hallelujah, lock and load

Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son

 It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one, and one, and one

 You'll never make me leave I wear this on my sleeve

 Give me a reason to believe

 So give me all your poison And give me all your pills

 And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill

 You're running after something That you'll never kill

 If this is what you want Then fire at will

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 You'll never make me leave I wear this on my sleeve

 You wanna follow something Give me a better cause to lead

 Just give me what I need Give me a reason to believe

 So give me all your poison And give me all your pills

 And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill

 You're running after something That you'll never kill

 If this is what you want Then fire at will

 So give me all your poison And give me all your pills

 And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill

 You're running after something That you'll never kill

 If this is what you want Then fire at will