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I'd end my days with you, in a hail of bullets

Someone get me to the doctor Someone get me to a church Where they can pump this venom gaping hole And you must keep your soul Like a secret in your throat And if they come and get me What if you put the spike in my heart?

[ 23 years ago it all began - happy birthday bullets! Here's one of my favourite Gerard quotes about the early days of the band, which birthed this raw, beautiful album. What's your favourite song off this record? ]

As lead rains will pass on through Our phantoms forever, forever Like scarecrows that fuel this flame We're burning forever and ever

Without a sound I took her down And dressed in red and blue I squeezed Imaginary wedding gown That you cant wear in front of me A kiss goodbye Your twisted shell As rice grains and roses fall at your feet Let's say goodbye, the hundredth time And then tomorrow we'll do it again

We've only got one chance to put things at an end And cross the patron saint of switchblade fights You said, "We're not celebrities" We spark and fade, they die by threes I'll make you understand And you can trade me for an apparition

I would drive on, to the end with you A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full And I feel like there's nothing left to do But prove myself to you, and we'll keep it running

Well, I felt I couldn't take another day inside this place From silent dreams we never wake and in this promise that we'll make Starless eyes for heaven's sake, but I hear you anyway

All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this

I'll never let them, I'll never let them I'll never let them hurt you, not tonight I'll never let them, I can't forget them I'll never let them hurt you, I promise

And these words changing nothing As your body remains And there's no room in this hell There's no room in the next

We'll laugh as we die And we'll celebrate the end of things With cheap champagne

I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know how much you mean As days fade and nights grow And we grow cold

A photocopy of all the things that we could be If you took the time to notice me But you can't now, I don't blame you And it's not your fault that no one ever does

And if the sun comes up Will it tear the skin right off our bones? And then, as razor sharp white teeth Rip out our necks, I saw you there

That's if you've still got one that's left inside that cave you call a chest And after seeing what we saw, can we still reclaim our innocence And if the world needs something better Let's give them one more reason now

Hand in mine, into your icy blues And then I'd say to you, "We could take to the highway With this trunk of ammunition, too" I'd end my days with you, in a hail of bullets

You're not in this alone Let me break this awkward silence Let me go, go on record Be the first to say I'm sorry Hear me out, well if you take me down Would you lay me out And if the world needs something better Let's give them one more reason now

Someday, this day, we kept falling down Someday, this day, set the Ferris wheel ablaze You left my heart, an open wound And I love you for This day, someday, we kept falling down One day, this day, all we had to keep us safe And if we never sleep again It would never end

And now the nightclub sets the stage for this They come in pairs She said, "We'll shoot back holy water Like cheap whiskey, they're always there"

Oh, how wrong we were to think That immortality meant never dying Stand Take my fucking hand Take my fucking Stand up fucking tall, don't let them see your back And take my fucking hand and never be afraid again Just because my hand's around your throat