You say you're through now You're tired of crying on and on and on. But your hand is wrapped around mine and I can feel your heart beat. It's not the last time It's not the last... Time I refuse to let you go Oh, you don't know The meaning to all of this It feels like you don't want to know you never stop, always have your hands around someone else's neck so you don't have to think of how hollow and empty you've become stop with the teenage drama, you're just so dumb hold on to me tight and remember we're tomorrow, tomorrow together we rise so forget all your sorrow, your sorrow your own laws don't apply (so all you do is against the law) still it's sad when I think you've lost of your voice you cry when you hate and you hate it when you cry you're my living paradox, my carbon monoxide hold on to me tight and remember we're tomorrow, tomorrow together we rise so forget all your sorrow, your sorrow