The end

My Chemical Romance - The End

Welle one, Come all,

To this tragic affair,

Wipe off that make up,

When its in its despair,

So throw on the black dress,

Mix in with the lot,

You might wake up

And notice you're someone you're not,

If you look in the mirror

And don't like what you see,

You can find out first hand

What it's like to be me,

So gather 'round piggies

And kiss this goodbye,

I encourage your smiles,

I expect you might cry,

Another contusion,

My funeral track

Here's my resignation,

I'll serve it in drag,

You've got front row seats

To the penitence, but

When I grow up I want to be nothing at all,

I say yeah..

Yeah,

I say yeah..

Yeah

Come one one on

Say yeah

Get me the hell out of here...

To young to die, and we're dead...

If you can hear me,

Just walk away.