19.Single.Nothing to do.
Searching for the girl of my dreams...We could be perfect one last nightAnd die like star-crossed lovers when we fightAnd we can settle this affairIf you would shed your yellow take my handAnd then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravityThis riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way andStand up fucking tallDon't let them see your backTake my fucking handand never be afraid againWe've only got one chance to put this at an endand cross the patron saint of switchblade fightsYou said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threesI'll make you understand and you can trade me for an apparitionStand up fucking tallDon't let them see your backTake my fucking handand neverTrust, you saidWho put the words in your headOh how wrong we were to thinkThat immortality meant never dyingStandTake my fucking handTake my fucking...Stand up fucking tallDon't let them see your backTake my fucking handand never be afraid again
