My Chemical Romance - The end

Now come one, come all to this tragic affairWipe off that makeup - what's in is despairSo throw on the black dressMix in with the lotYou're might wake up and noticeYou're someone you're not

If you look in the mirrorAnd don't like what you seeYou can find out firsthand what it's like to be meSo gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbyeI'd encourage your smilesI'll expect you won't cry

Another contusion, my funeral jagHere's my resignationI'll serve it in dragYou've got front row seats to the penitence hallWhen I grow up I want to be nothing at allI said yeah! yeah! I said yeah! yeah

C'mon C'mon C'mon I saidSave me!Get me the hell out of hereSave me!Too young to die and my dearYou can't!If you can hear me just walk awayTake me!