We could be perfect one last night   And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight   And we can settle this affair   If you would shed your yellow take my hand   And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity   This riddle of revenge, please understand, it has to be this way      Stand up fucking tall, don't let them see your back   Take my fucking hand and never be afraid again      We've only got once chance to put this at an end   And cross the patron saint of switchblade fights   You said, "We're not celebrities   We strike and fade, they die by threes"   I'll make you understand   And you can trade me for an apparition      Stand up fucking tall, don't let them see your back   Take my fucking hand      "Never trust", you said   Who put the words in your head?   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   Take my fucking hand, and never be afraid again   [Incomprehensible]