Pretty you are, enough to be in magazines. A front-page fuck, for this month.
It won't matter now, if the cameras come, cause they won't recognize, who they're taking pictures of so much blood, so much. We'll make history tonight, and we'll take it down with us.
Dress you up, you'll radiate for miles, I love it how you always said, when I go down, I'm going down in style.
So here's your wish, the engines down,the brakes are shot. It's funny cause even when your dead, I still do what you want.
We'll make history tonight, and we'll take it down with us.
I never thought this would be, how i die; Next to you, dead as when you were alive.
I do it for love, but what's love right?
One last kiss, One last cigarette, One last chance to look back.
One last kiss, One last cigarette, One last chance to look back and forget.
One last kiss, One last cigarette, One last chance to look back and pray.