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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
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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 |