[Verse 1]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
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...
[Chorus]
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 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
[Pre-Chorus]
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...
[Chorus]
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
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