We just want to emote til we're dead
I know we suffer for fashion
or whatever
we dont' want these days to ever end
we just want to emasculate them forever
forever, forever
pretty sirens don't go flat
it's not supposed to happen like that
not like that
not like that
not like that

Of Montreal, Suffer for Fashion

Cat Power, Lived in Bars

And you did your best but

As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me

And there is no point saying this again
There is no point saying this again

One of these days I'm going to cut you into little pieces.