The Patron Saint Of Liars And

I'm holding out and I'm holding on to every letter and every grudge
I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet, are you through with me so

And when it all goes to hell will you be able to tell me you're sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell will you be able to tell me you're sorry with a straight face

I'm all ears and I'm all scars to hear you tell me Boy's like you try so hard
To look not quite as desperate, I'm hanging on but I still know the way to make your make-up run

And when it all goes to hell will you be able to tell me you're sorry with a straight face
And when it all goes to hell will you be able to tell me you're sorry with a straight face

And when it all goes to hell will you be able to tell me you're sorry with a straight face
Take this to your grave and I'll take it to mine
And when it all goes to hell will you be able to tell me you're sorry with a straight face

And when it all goes to hell and when it all goes to hell
And when it all goes to hell and when it all goes