Gm F I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed D# F In my aching head, I got my kisses slit Gm A# D# F Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said Gm F D# F I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back Gm A# D# F It's true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head D# F Gm And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince D# Because they've got me in a bad way F Gm I've never seen a heart I couldn't break D# F Gm D# A# It was never about the songs, it was competition D# F D# Make the biggest scene, make the biggest... Chorus: A# F Which came first, the music or the misery? Gm D# We're high-fashion, we're last chances A# F Which came first, the music or the misery? Gm D# We're high-fashion, we're last chances I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death I am indifferent yet, I am a total wreck I'm every cliche But I simply do it best And if you wanna go down in history Then I'm your prince Because they've got me in a bad way 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... Chorus: Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances Gm F D# F I went to sleep a poet and I woke up a fraud Gm F D# F To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark Chorus: Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances Which came first, the music or the misery? We're high-fashion, we're last chances | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# D# F Gm |