The Worst of Moments(These are the worst of moments) (repeats with the piano through the introI don't care how bad you're bleedingI don't your feel your hurt anymoreI don't need the things you're needingI don't know what you need them forIn the worst of momentsI'll be right behind with my knife so deep in yourBack(Cuts in) in the worst of timesI'll just close my eyesAnd think of other dreamsSo I can't hear you screamI don't care how bad they hurt youI don't blame them anymoreI'm not hooked on things you doI don't know what you do them forIn the worst of momentsI'll be right behind with my knife so deep in yourBack(Cuts in) in the worst of timesI'll just close my eyesAnd think of other dreamsSo I can't hear your screamsOne more day and I'll be leavingOne more moment I can't takeI know I should stay to help but I've got to get away(I've got to get away, I, just need to get away) 2xI don't care how bad you're bleedingI don't your feel your hurt anymoreI don't need the things you'
Until TomorrowAnd tomorrowIs one million miles agoYesterday's the day she lost her eyesWithout beauty to blur the viewShe sees through all the liesShe hid the scissors in the drawerShe felt her spirit hit the floorAnd just when she reached the bottomShe doesn't want it anymoreShe's all made up and cracks like porcelainShe worships sodomy and sinShe wants to get the fuck awayShe doesn't know where to beginIt'll never be okWe're fighting for "all-right"It'll never heal this wayThey'll never see the lightIt'll never be okWe can never say good-byeNo-one'll ever save the dayIn the end the truth can lieAnd tomorrowIs one million miles agoYesterday's the day she lost her lifeAnd if everything's been taken awayWhere's the will to fight?She dumped the pills down the drainShe felt the bleeding in her brainAnd just when she though it was overIt all started up againShe's all made up and cracks like porcelainShe worships sodomy and sinShe wants to get the fuck awayShe doesn't kno
sin live life scream DEADAll slit wrists and chocolate kissesYou cut us down and you never missed usI was a bomb and you were automaticBuilt to go to hell because heaven's plasticEverything you ever wantedYou took and called it yoursYou take, take, take, what's in front of youAnd you don't want it anymoreAnd you were so coldAt the icy peaks of HollywoodWith a grin on your faceAnd a splinter in your heartYou threw us awayAnd left us in the darkAnd these yourMechanical dollsCrept out of the shadowsTo devour it allEvery sinEvery dreamEvery wantEvery needEvery factorOf mortalityInhuman immorality(Sin, live, life, scream)In my soul you're still the queenSit in your throne in my hollow heartManic god of love and hurt
Hell-dolls and BB gunsEXT. CEMETARY, EARLY AFTERNOONTWO GOTH KIDS SIT IN FRONT OF A CRUDELY FORMED ALTAR, SEEMING TO CONSIST OF SOME MACABRE HALLOWEEN DECOR AND A LOT OF TINFOIL.MARCUSAnthonyMarcus: God, I'm so goth. . .(Takes a drag off his cigarrette)Two pretty girls, cheerleader types, cross in front of them giggling, one holds a blue slushieAnthony: Conformists!CLOSEUP ON ANTHONY AS A BLUE SLUSHIE HITS HIM IN THE FACEAnthony: OH MY FUCKING. . . GOD DAMN IT!Anthony Pulls out a paint ball gun and starts shooting as Marcus begins pumping his BB gun, the girls run off screamingMarcus: Well, you'll be fine now. .Anthony: Conformist bitches. . .(Marcus shoots and a scream is heard)Marcus: God I know. . .(Takes another drag)Anthony: Do they even realize what day it is?Marcus: Well maybe they decided to trick or treat as dogs. . .Anthony: Good one!(Takes a drag, and starts coughing)They sit for awhile, Anthony coughs a bit, it gets cooler shown by their visible breath.Marcus looks up at the
Even Crows Can Bear A CrossEven crows can bear a crossWhen someone puts it on their backAnd everyone screams the name of GodWhen they can see the headman's axeWhite powder loveFor every one of usSleeping now on pins and needlesAdmitting every sin and evilEach of usOne and allWatch the heroesTo see them fallEvery truth we ever saidYou shut us up and called us badEvery lie we ever soldWas yours to tellOurs to beholdDid they ever believeYou'd die for me?God!Never held me. . .God!Never helped me. . .God!Doesn't give a shit!Cause God!Doesn't even exist!(2X)GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD!Even crows can bear a crossWhen someone puts it on their backAnd everyone screams their God's nameWhen they can see the headman's axeLittle lieTell them to surviveLive hard and highTill the day you dieEach of usOne and allWatch the heroesTo see them fallEvery wish we made is deadJust like everying you saidEven angel's hearts are coldAnd even a priest'sSoul can be soldDid they ever believeYou'd die f
1,000 rosesWhispered: You gave me these flowersRed like the blood from my many cuts(eh-heh, kinda whining cough thing)I'm sorry I threw them away likeEverything else that I gotBut when something drives youAnd you lose itRising: What's there left to lifeScreamed through a filter: But to abuse it!?1,000 rosesFor 1,000 gravesAnd each one that you tread uponWithout a name1,000 rosesAnd every one is rottenNobody is truly deadUntil they're forgottenLow: I thought you were more than just a numberTurns out without your god you're nothingAnd if the needle breaks the skinLike any sentimental sinYou'll come back like a lost childJust to watch you watch the flowers die1,000 rosesFor 1,000 tearsIf we keep chasing it in circlesWe will always end up here1,000 rosesFor 1,000 gravesAnd each one that you tread uponWithout a namePrayed by all band members: If you can see us sitting hereYou ought to know we blame youWe're every hurt you ever fearedWe're everything you put us through
Beautiful and PerfectCutting deep enough to bleedThis poison threatens her existenceKilling what she oughta beOther than hollow and addictedCool cold relief racing down her porcelain veinsBut she's got no self respectAll she's got is the painLove isn't what you want, it's just what you haveStuck in your lungs like the sediment of every sinBut you keep it inside you and you keep being hadCause if you quit you'll have to face the devils withinBlack tar tears in eyes of murderNever meant to feel, You only meant to hurt herAnd racing through your heart there's the same old lieSo beautiful and perfect you want it to die(I'm ok. . . . I'm ok, I'm ok, I'm ok. . .)