Gerard’s POV
We were getting ready to record the second album and I was sobering up just enough to record and put thoughts on paper. All of this was really going to my head, I had to put my thoughts about the whole situation into lyrics but I don’t think anyone ever got it...
>In the middle of a gun fight
>In the center of a restaurant
This is the beginning of my addiction. I was so convinced that I would be able to take care of myself and everything would be fine.
>They say come with your arms raised high
>Well they're never gonna get me
>I'm like a bullet through a flock of doves
>To wage
>This war against your faith in me
But the guys didn’t believe in me and they tried to help but I was such a tough guy and I continued what I was doing anyway.
>Your life will never be the same
>On your mother's eyes say a prayer
>Say a prayer

In the chorus I begin to debate my addiction whether it should be a concern or not, if I’m really as strong as I seem to think I am.
>Now
>But I can't
>And I don't know
>How we're just two men as God had made us
>Well I can't
>Well I can't
>Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
>Pain in my heart for your dying wish
But I’m so convinced I’m strong and I brush away my friends’ dying regrets. I will be there to kiss their lips again.
>I'll kiss your lips again

>Well they all cheat at cards(AH OH AH)
>And the checkers are lost(AH OH AH)
I was jealous of people who had it together, who had their life set up and didn’t have any problems, it was as if they were cheating at life, even though I have no idea how that’s possible.
>My cellmate's a killer(AH OH AH)
Brian had introduced us to this other band that we were going to tour with after the recording of the album, their lead singer, Bert was even going to feature in a song. He was going through some similar things and we really bonded, I pictured this guy as my cell mate in the prison of our lives.
>They make me do push-ups a drag(make me do push-up a drag[Bert McCracken giggles])
>But nobody cares if you're losing yourself
>Am I losing myself?
The more lyrics I wrote, the more I questioned my sanity.

>Well, I miss my mom
I missed childhood, innocence, simplicity, when everything was easy, that’s all I really wanted at this point...
>Give me the chair?
>Lethal injection or swing from a rope if you dare
It really was killing me, everything was, it was killing me, my life, my career, the people around me, it wasn’t healthy, but it was th only thing that got me through all the shit and the painful memories.
>Oh, nobody knows all the trouble I seen

>Now
>But I can't
>And I don't know
>How we're just two men as God had made us
>Well I can't
>Well I can't
>Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
>Pain in my heart for your dying wish
>I'll kiss your lips again

>To your room
>What they ask of you
>Might make you want to say "so long"
I became more and more exposed to this business, the demands of being a musician were so high, it was going to my head. I was only a kid, who his and his band was growing up too fast.
>Well I don't remember
>I remember you

>(Do you have the keys to the hotel?
'>Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire)

>Life is but a dream for the dead
>And well I, I won't go down by myself
>But I'll go down with my friends
I was dragging the guys down with me but I didn’t know what else to do…
>Now, now now now(not now), now now now(not now), now now now(not now).

>AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AH, AHHHHHH!(Bert McCracken giggles)
I always found that these lyrics helped me sort things out even though I didn’t like the picture they made, atleast there was a picture to be seen.
We put together an entire album. Sure there was a story on the surface, but there were stories underneath, about Grams, me, Frank, conflicted feelings, it was a scrapbook of our experiences, it’s not a pretty one either.

Notes

Lyric meaning: http://www.lyricinterpretations.com/My-Chemical-Romance/You-Know-What-They-Do-to