作词 : Frank Anthony Iero/Gerard Arthur Way/Michael James Way/Raymond Toro

作曲 : Frank Anthony Iero/Gerard Arthur Way/Michael James Way/Raymond Toro

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 gimme all your poison

And gimme all your pills

And gimme 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 run

And run and run and run

You'll never make me leave

I wear this on my sleeve

Give me your reason to believe

So gimme all your poison

And gimme all your pills

Ane gimme 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

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 gimme all your poison

And gimme all your pills

And gimme 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 gimme all your poison

And gimme all your pills

And gimme 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