Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminalAnd you never had a chanceLove it, or leave it, you can't understandA pretty face, but you do so carry on,and on,and onI wouldn't front the scene if you paid meI'm just the way that the doctor made me, on,and on,and on,and onLove is the red of the rose on your coffin doorWhat's life like, bleeding on the floor,the floor,the floorYou'll never make me leaveI wear this on my sleeveGive me a reason to believe[Chorus]So give me all your poisonAnd give me all your pillsAnd give me all your hopeless heartsAnd make me illYou're running after somethingThat you'll never killIf this is what you wantThen fire at willPreach all you want but who's gonna save me?I keep a gun on the book you gave me, hallelujah, lock and loadBlack is the kiss, the touch of the serpent sunIt ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one,and one,and one,and oneYou'll never make me leaveI wear this on my sleeveGive me a reason to believe[Chorus]So give me all your poisonAnd give me all your pillsAnd give me all your hopeless heartsAnd make me illYou're running after somethingThat you'll never killIf this is what you wantThen fire at willYou'll never make me leaveI wear this on my sleeveYou wanna follow somethingGive me a better cause to leadJust give me what I needGive me a reason to believeSo give me all your poisonAnd give me all your pillsAnd give me all your hopeless heartsAnd make me illYou're running after somethingThat you'll never killIf this is what you wantThen fire at willSo give me all your poisonAnd give me all your pillsAnd give me all your hopeless heartsAnd make me illYou're running after somethingThat you'll never killIf this is what you wantThen fire at will
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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 of 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
[Chorus]
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 sun
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one,
and one,
and one,
and one
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
[Chorus]
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
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
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