Which came first?

I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back

because 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 Prince.

They 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-fashion, we're last chances.

I'm casually obsessed, and I've forgiven death

I am indiferent, yet, I AM A TOTAL WRECK.

I am every clich, but I simply do it best.