I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over In my best clothes I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope I'm the new blue blood This is nothing like it was in my

Blue to gray Grow up and blow away If this is the life Why does it feel so good to die today? First double-cross her heart He wants to start a family If she weren't writing in blood She'd bring him her jokes A new liver