Lyrics of The music or the misery

I got my stitches stitched, i got my fixes fixed,
And in my aching head 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 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 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, 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?
With high-fashion, with last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
With high-fashion, with 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?
With high-fashion, with 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.