the world is ugly part 3A week had past and he couldnt get that image and those words out of his head. He wanted so bad to forget all the horrible things hes done, especially the ones hed done to her. He tried talking to mikey, one night.
Gerard you feel terrible I get it. But you need to forget the bad things. Let her go, if you two are meant to be close again, itll happen.
I'm never able to forget the really bad stuff I went through. But I guess your right mikey. Thanks.
Your welcome. he stood walking to the door he stopped and turned around. And Gerard if I hear you reading aloud to that teddy bear again tonight, Ill come down here and kick your ass. Worse than when you kicked Justin Timberlakes ass. they laughed.
alrighty Ill try. But no promises he stuck his tongue out at him as mikey shut the door.
I know what to do! Gerard whispered to himself. He ran to the desk and pulled out a notebook a
-Sharpies and Colonge-WaycestGod damn, that smells good.
I know it was wrong. I do a lot of wrong things. I drink too much, I smoke a pack a day, and hell, I'm a verging homo. But this, this was my little fix, and fix it did.
"Gee?" I heard Mikey call from outside my hotel bedroom. Quickly but swiftly (I had done this many times before), I closed the cap of the sharpie, threw it under my pillow, and opened a random magazine, looking interested in its contents.
"Gee? You there?" Mikey's sing-song voice was now next to the door, and his words were shortly followed by two soft knocks. Glancing at the clock, I noticed it was past one AM. Jesus, time flies.
I made a grunting sound, letting him know he could come in.
He slowly opened the door, careful not to make that creaking sound it was accustomed to making. I looked over the top of the magazine- I could see I was reading 'US'- and saw him in the doorframeOhchristonamotorcyclehestooperfect.
Struggling not to shiver, I set the magazine down. Mikey's face
Cemetary Drive Video ScriptAn old-fashioned black car is driving in a dark wood. A cemetery can be seen in the near distance. The driver of the car is Gerard. His bandmates can be seen as passengers in the car; Frank up front next to Gerard, while Ray, Bob, and Mikey are in the back.
Gerard: This night, walk the dead. In the solitary starlight crash the
The hearse smashes through the brittle gates to the graveyard.
Gerard: cemetery gates. In the dress your husband hates.
Gerard steps out of the car, followed by the other members of My Chemical Romance. All are dressed in black formal garb, with red ties.
Gerard: Way down, mark the grave
A helicopter is heard and then seen, and the band scrambles to hide behind the taller headstones around them. Frank is grinning as he reveals a case of beer bottles. Each of the band members take one, except for Gerard. The helicopter shines a bright light around the immediate area, but the headstones conceal the band.
Gerard: Where the searchlights find us drin