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 of the rose on your coffin door What's life like, bleeding on the floor, the floor, the floor I wear this on my sleeve
You'll never make me leave
Give me a reason to believe And give me all your pills So give me all you poison 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 that you gave me
Hallelujah, lock and load
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son And run and run and run You'll never make me leave Give me a reason to believe I wear this on my sleeve So give me all your poison And give me all your pills And make me ill And give me all your hopeless hearts You're running after something That you'll never kill If this is what you want Then fire at will You'll never make me leave I wear this on my sleeve You wanna follow something Give me a better cause to believe
Just give me what I need Give me a reason to believe (chorus 2x) 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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