Dear Sir.

This is another one about how I felt when I felt like giving up on MCR. It's mostly about how Gerard had become so famous and wrapped up within it that it effected me so badly. I was scared. Gerard is if course, sir.

It’s times like these when I hate your presence
[But sir don’t feed off my dependence]
Yet life is for living and so is defiance
[Don’t heed my words they mean nothing at all]

Nothing, nothing, no nothing at all.

Please sir, Please sir, do you have my sanity ?
[Have you captivated near all my vanity ?]
Why sir, why sir, why did you turn your back ?
[To put this love to bed - we’ve all lost track !]

We’ve, We’ve, we have all lost track.

Yes sir, Yes sir, you did save me !
[Yet you still can’t see in the life of me]
Go sir, Go sir, live upon your way !
[But I still have words that I can’t dare say]

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t dare say

No sir, No sir, I don’t live in democracy
[But here I do live off your brutal honesty]
See sir, see sir, go and look at yourself
[For I refuse to be the lining on your shelf]

So sir, So sir, will you join the masquerade ?
[Will you put out your heart to parade ?]