Pretty Girls Just Die The Same

pretty girls die just the same 
 why I'm still holding on to the pain (I don't know) 
 I would let it go for a million [bad word] or kisses 
 I was wondering when the angels would sing by your grave 
 cause I'm through squeezing feelings from blank stares 
 trying to break iron hearts with feather filled punches 
 a dance, a fight, 
 and I pulled every star from the sky to make night from day, but what Idid I change? 
 so I'm left trying to count the beats in the record breaks 
 clinging to hope through a punctured drip 
 yesterday was the demo tape to years of regret 
 please take my words turn them into something innocent 
 "sweetness I was only joking when I said I'd like to smash every tooth in your head" 
 a dance, a fight, 
 and I pulled every star down from the sky to make night from day but what did it change? 
 I screamed your name, with my pen I scream your name 
 and when the california sun became brighton rain 
 I washed away any chance of a future for every butterfly soaked in gasoline 
 I helped to fly you set one alight so now we're [bad word] 
 and the nostalgia is as ugly as the truth and saints that sin, 
 she was beautiful once, 
 I tied a bow that became a noose that I left to hang, 
 she was beautiful once,
 letters like cries on my walkman, 
 [bad word] I miss her lies, 
 she was beautiful once, 
 those x's didn't mean kisses and "sorry" doesn't mean a thing