Well you can hide a lot about yourself
But, honey, what are you gonna do?
And you can sleep in a coffin' that the bastards throw in you.

´Cause we are all a bunch of liars!
Tell me, baby, who do you wanna be?
And we are all about to sell it
'Cause it's tragic with capital T
Let it be, let it be, LET IT BE!

'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends.
And we all get together when we bury our friends.
It's been 8 better days since I've been seeing your face.
And your walking away...and I will die in this place.



'Cause we are all a bunch of animals that never paid attention at school
So tell me all about your problems
I was killing before killing was cool.
You're so cold, you're so cold!
SO COLD!,


"Kill all your friends", lejos la mejor de MCR..