It's not like I made myself a list Of new and different ways to murder your heart I'm just a painting that's still wet If you touch me, I'll be smeared You'll be stained Stained for the rest of your life
So turn around, walk away Before you confuse the way we abuse each other You're not afraid of getting hurt And I'm not afraid of how much I hurt you
I'm well aware I'm a danger to myself Are you aware I'm a danger to others? There's a crack in my soul You thought it was a smile
Whatever doesn't kill you... Is gonna leave a scar Whatever doesn't kill you... Is gonna leave a scar Leave a scar Leave a scar Leave a scar Whatever doesn't kill you will leave a scar
I'm more like a silver bullet And I'm like a gun, not easy to hold I'm moving fast and if I stay inside your heart I'm certain that this will be The end of your life
So turn around, walk away Before you confuse the way we abuse each other You're not afraid of getting hurt And I'm not afraid of how much I hurt you
I'm well aware I'm a danger to myself Are you aware I'm a danger to others? There's a crack in my soul You thought it was a smile
Whatever doesn't kill you... Is gonna leave a scar Whatever doesn't kill you... Is gonna leave a scar Leave a scar Leave a scar Leave a scar Whatever doesn't kill you will leave a scar
She warned you that she may fuck me But chances are I'm going to fuck you over She warned you that she may fuck me But chances are I'm going to fuck you over She warned you that she may fuck me But chances are I'm going to fuck you over She warned you that she may fuck me But chances are I'm going to fuck you over
Compositores: Brian Hugh Warner, Jeordie White, Chris Alan Vrenna (Chris Vrenna) ECAD: Obra #24493542 Fonograma #2027462