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I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,
In my aching heads I got my kisses slipped.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true, romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your friend,
Because they've got me in a band where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs, it was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
I'm casully-obsessed and I've forgiven death,
I am indifferent yet (I'm a total wreck),
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your friend,
Because they've got me in a band where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs, it was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
In my aching heads I got my kisses slipped.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true, romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your friend,
Because they've got me in a band where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs, it was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
I'm casully-obsessed and I've forgiven death,
I am indifferent yet (I'm a total wreck),
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your friend,
Because they've got me in a band where I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs, it was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashioned, we're last chances.
Lyrics submitted by BrandNew1208
Track duration: 03:28
"The Music or the Misery" as written by Peter Wentz, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman, Andrew Hurley
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.- but in his mind its stil bad
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,- the songs show what happened
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.- literally
It's true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.- hes wrecks relationsips
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,- the fame
Because they've got me in a bad way I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.- hes been messed about to much that he ends up doing it back now
It was never about the songs, it was competition.
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...- getting crowds?
Which came first, the music or the misery?- was he sad before or after the fame
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.- comparing the medias look on them to the real them
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death,- hes gotten over suicide
I am indifferent, yet (I am a total wreck)- hes the same although he is actually sad
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.- like everyon but he means it
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs, it was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,- rise of their fame
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.- so he doesnt worry the girl if they had sex ;)
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.- but in his mind its stil bad
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,- the songs show what happened
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.- literally
It's true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.- hes wrecks relationsips
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,- the fame
Because they've got me in a bad way I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.- hes been messed about to much that he ends up doing it back now
It was never about the songs, it was competition.
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...- getting crowds?
Which came first, the music or the misery?- was he sad before or after the fame
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.- comparing the medias look on them to the real them
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death,- hes gotten over suicide
I am indifferent, yet (I am a total wreck)- hes the same although he is actually sad
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.- like everyon but he means it
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs, it was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,- rise of their fame
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.- so he doesnt worry the girl if they had sex ;)
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,
I think this is referring to his suicide attempt and how he’s getting his fixes fixed aka with pills.
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.
In his confused mind all his kisses never meant anything cause noone ever loved him
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
Basically a highschool type deal with gossip changing what you say
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.
Pretty self explanatory…..mocking and bitter
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
- he was going though a bad time and he was breaking hearts because he was afraid to get too close to anyone
It was never about the songs, it was competition.
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
its about who can make the papers the quickest….noone cares about the music anymore
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Again pretty self explanatory….he doesn’t know which came first because hes been listening to music his whole life but he’s also been miserable.
The high fashion refers to their unique style.
I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death,
He’s casually obsessed…obsessive but not to the point where it takes over and hes forgiven death for taking things away from him
I am indifferent, yet (I am a total wreck)
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.
He doesn’t care about whats going on yet it affects him too badly
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.
Poet…possibly like Casanova…he was the poet of sex, but pete is referring to one night stands where you wake up feeling like a fraud because this isn’t love…and he wants to get out as quickly as quietly as possible. Finding his clothes in the dark so they won’t wake up
This is my humble opinion on the song =]
my favorite line is definitely "I'm every cliche but i simply do it best" or "It's true romance is dead, i shot it in the chest and in the head"
awesome song
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back
It's true, romance is dead
absolutely amazing . fall out boy has so much talent, i love them sooooo much
Anyways...
I can't be sure, but I think that title comes from that movie "High Fidelty" (Salem31 mentioned it) where John Cusacks characters asks "Which came first, the music or the misery?" or something like that.
Both bands suck, too.