The Music or the Misery

I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit
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, 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-fashion, we're last chances
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances

I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death
I am indifferent yet (I am a total wreck)
I'm every cliché 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, 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 scene)
Make the biggest

Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, 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-fashion
We're last chances

Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances (oh)