Can't you see, my dear, what you create is greater than great
It's beautiful and valid
Go tell the false friend, who doubts your art:

"Hey, toss my caustic salad!"
Their noise pollution is a one-night stand
A closet corporate ballad

Compose the theme, compose the theme
That seems to haunt the sultan's dreams


Yes their truth is a lie, a sickly, sober sky
Don't you dare lay down your spear and die, oh small fry (oh small fry)
Crime of the century, know what it meant to me

They'll label us what they can never be

So hate me but

I am in your heart (I am in your heart)
pulling it apart


All those magazines and stifled teens
Whose trite teething is outdated
Have minuscule minds of clay in need of chiseling away

This war's been reinstated
So spit a wad in the face of their $#&@ing flawless race
And all they've consecrated

I won't believe, believe, believe, believe, believe
The twisted web they weave


They can stitch you silent now, or (*##$ the violence out
I'm disavowed (hey, hey), disavowed (hey, hey)
I'm proud to shun their know-how

The wolf begat the lamb, and now it's in his hands
I'm reeling from a feeling that they've banned


Our last stand goes:
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)

pulling it apart

Hallelujah, love lost [x3]


[Gerard Way:]
I've got an empty wallet and a record cover

The stage, hot and worn like an aging lover
So I spew a comet of verbal vomit
Sacreligious, of Christ or Islamic

It's full of piss and they'll never stop
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!


And kill the kindly ones
The ever blinding ones
We stand and face you now, we will not run

Crime of the century, know what it meant to me
Just you wait and just you wait and see where your lemming line leads


I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
I am in your heart (Burning up a black hole)
pulling it apart (Burning up a black hole)