Thread by thread, I come apart
If brokenness is a work of art
Surely this must be my masterpiece

I'm only honest when it rains
If I time it right, the thunder breaks
When I open my mouth
I wanna tell you, but I don't know how

Pitch black, pale blue
These wild oceans shake what's left of me loose
Just to hear me cry mercy
The strong wind at my back
So I'll lift up the only sail that I have
This tired white flag

You always liked the taste of blood
And I get off when I point the gun
It's so good to have someone to be so bad with

I was waiting in the getaway car
You were stuck in the hotel bar
He was a proper Englishman
You had one last pint before the cops broke in
You poured the gasoline and
I drove into the flames
History will hate us
But they'll never forget our names

They never saw us coming
Til they hit the floor
They just kept beggin for
More, more

I don't like your little games
Don't like your tilted stage
The role you made me play of the fool
No, I don't like you
I don't like your perfect crime
How you laugh when you lie
You said the gun was mine
Isn't cool, no, I don't like you

But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time
Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined
I check it once, then I check it twice, oh

I'm sorry, the >>good Missy<< can't come to the phone right now
Why? Oh, 'cause she's dead

Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME-