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. 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 try to hard. To look not quite as desperate". And 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. Will you be able to tell me "sorry" with a straight face?. (take this to your grave and I'll take it to mine). 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...