Life's just a pay stub on death
Only less diligent
And when the two collide
It's no coincidence
The lights are on and everybody's home

The only thing suicidal here is the door
We had a good run
Even I have to admit
Life's just a pay stub on death
Only less diligent

Hell or Glory
I don't want anything in between
Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes
Daddy said, "you gotta show the world the thunder!"
(Oh) the thunder,
(Oh) the thunder,
(Oh) the thunder,
(Oh)

(Oh)

We didn't come to compete
This is a demonstration
Even the young ones become irrelevant
They always bring up how you changed (Oh, oh)
Never the same person when I go to sleep
As when I wake up, as when I wake up

Hell or Glory
I don't want anything in between
Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes
Daddy said, "you gotta show the world the thunder!"
(Oh) the thunder,
(Oh) the thunder,
(Oh) the thunder,
(Oh)

(Oh, whoa)
(Oh, whoa)

Hell or Glory
I don't want anything in between
Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes
Daddy said, "you gotta show the world the thunder!"
(Oh) the thunder,
(Oh) the thunder,
(Oh) the thunder,
(Oh)

He said "Bring the thunder!"

The thunder
(Oh) the thunder,
Whoa

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Writer(s): ANDREW HURLEY, JOSEPH TROHMAN, PATRICK STUMP, PETER WENTZ