You're walking away, and I will die in this place.
Well, you can hide a lot about yourself, but honey what are you gonna do?
And you can sleep in a coffin but the past ain't through with you.
'Cause we are all a bunch of liars, tell me baby who do you wanna be?
And we are all about to sell it 'cause it's tragic with a capital T. Let it be.
'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends.
And we all get together when we bury our friends.
It's been eight bitter years since I've been seeing your face.
And you're walking away, and I will die in this place.
And you can sleep in a coffin but the past ain't through with you.
'Cause we are all a bunch of liars, tell me baby who do you wanna be?
And we are all about to sell it 'cause it's tragic with a capital T. Let it be.
'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends.
And we all get together when we bury our friends.
It's been eight bitter years since I've been seeing your face.
And you're walking away, and I will die in this place.
Sometimes you scrape and sink so low, I'm shocked at what you're capable of.
And if this is a coronation, I ain't feeling the love.
And if this is a coronation, I ain't feeling the love.
'Cause we are all a bunch of animals that never paid attention in school.
So tell me all about your problems; I was killing before killing was cool.
So tell me all about your problems; I was killing before killing was cool.
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