I'm holding out and I'm holding on to every letter and every song
I pulled myself out of the day we ever had to meet
Are you through with me?
So…

And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me “sorry” with a straight face

And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me “sorry” with a straight face

I'm all ears and I'm all scars to hear you tell me
"Boys like you, you try too hard to look not quite as desperate."
Well I'm hanging on
But I still know the way to make your makeup run
So…

And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me “sorry” with a straight face

And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me “sorry” with a straight face

And when it all goes to hell
Will you be able to tell me “sorry” with a straight face

And when it all goes to hell (take this to your grave )
Will you be able to tell (I’ll take it to mine) me “sorry” with a straight face

And when it all goes to hell…
And when it all goes to hell…
And when it all goes to hell…
And when it all goes…