Versuri 12. The Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes

I'm holding out and I'm holding on 
To every letter and every song 
I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet 
You through with me, so 
 
And when it all goes to hell 
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face 
And when it all goes to hell 
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face, let's go 
 
I'm all ears and I'm all scars 
To hear you tell me, boy's like you try too hard 
To look not quite as desperate but I'm hanging on 
I still know the way to make your makeup run, so 
 
And when it all goes to hell 
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face 
And when it all goes to hell 
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face 
 
And when it all goes to hell 
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face 
And when it all goes to hell 
Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face 
 
And when it all goes to hell 
And when it all goes to hell 
And when it all goes to hell 
And when it all goes