

They tossed me to the gutter,
swore I wouldn't bite (mm-mm)
Used up and forgotten by the ones who swore they cared
Left behind in alleyways,
stripped down and bare
Now I run with wolves and thieves who don't pretend to pray
Trading all my soft regrets for blood and razor spray
Then comes the clown with the silver switchblade grin
Laughing at the carnage,
pulling my collar in
He's cruel, he's a terror,
he's completely out of line (hahaha)
And he calls me his favorite crime
How could I ever love again when all I learned was hate?
Then you kick down the door and spit right on our fate
With your bloody knuckles and a wicked punchline Got me falling for
a monster
on borrowed time (yeah!)
We cracked a vault at midnight,
you gave a theatrical bow Told me saints make boring lovers anyhow
You mocked my heavy baggage,
handed me the torch
Watched the high society
burn upon their porch
He's got a bitter quip for every scar I show Twisting up
the poison into a carnival show Says if we're damned together,
boy, we might as well be loud
(hell yeah)
Making wicked mothers proud
How could I ever love again when all I learned was hate?
Then you kick down the door and spit right on our fate
With your bloody knuckles and a wicked punchline Got me falling for
a monster
on borrowed time (oh,
borrowed time!)
They wanted me broken,
submissive and small Now I stand on the rooftop,
watching them fall
Next to a madman with an awful sense of style And that
terrifying,
beautiful smile
Yeah,
my favorite bad guy (hahaha!) Never going back to the light
Burn it down tonight