The Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes

[Verse 1] 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? [Chorus] So[?] And when it all goes to hell Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face [x2] [Verse 2] Let's Go! I'm all ears and I'm all scars To hear you tell me "Boy's like you, you try too hard To look not quite as desperate". I'm hanging on But I still know the way to make your makeup run [Chorus x3] And when it all goes to hell, (Take this to your grave) Will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face. (I'll take it to mine) [Outro] And when it all goes to hell [x3] And when it all goes