It looked so good, your perfect plan
You had to
She's an overnight sensation
In the mirror on her wall
I had a date with a pretty ballerina
Her hair
It’s twelve o’clock in the mornin'
While everybody is sleepin'
There's only six hours
Left in the day
Time is
Yeah, stand up
What do you believe in
Yeah, stands
It just ain't fair I was put in that position
They're running in packs on a Saturday night
They got their
I'm in jail in a Texas town
In my sister's
Hurting me
Seems to be
Your passion
Misery
Is certainly
Your style
I'm a shock-rock romeo
I like to leave 'em shattered
You're the star
You're the face
You got the look
You're your own worst enemy
You're a walking catastrophe
You
Walkin' through the tombstones
Go there everyday
Stood damn still
Yeah, stand up
What do you believe in?
Yeah, stand up, come
