I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed In my aching heads I got my kisses slipped Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back It's true - romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince Because they've got me in a bad way Where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break It was never about the songs, it was competition Make the biggest scene, make the biggest... Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances I'm casualty-obsessed and I've forgiven death I am indifferent yet (I am total wreck) I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince Because they've got me in a bad way Where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break It was never about the songs, it was competition Make the biggest scene, make the biggest... Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances (Go!) I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashioned, we're last chances