Oh, oh, oh-oh oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, yeah, na-na, yeah, yea

I thought that I've been hurt before
But no one's ever left me quite this sore - sing it out, New York!
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now we need someone to breathe me back to life

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe - sing
(I'm shaking, falling onto my knees)
(And now that I'm) without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
I'm tripping over myself
I'm aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
Maybe I'll be needing (stitches)

Alright, Madison Square Garden, I need you guys to give me everything you have in this last song, alright?

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover, move on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
I'm shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
I'm tripping over myself
I'm aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses - sing
I'll be needing stitches

Just like a moth drawn to the flame
Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain
Your bitter heart cold to the touch
Now I'm gonna reap what I sow
I'm left seeing red on my own

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe, I'm shaking
Falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kiss - sing!
I'll be needing stitches
I'm tripping over myself
I'm aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

Needle and the thread, gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead
Needle and the thread, gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread, scream! (Gonna wind)
Needle and the thread, gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead (wind up dead)
Needle and the thread, gotta get you out of my head
Get you out of my head

You watch me, no oh yeah
And now that I'm without your ki— scream! (I'll be needing stitches)
I'm tripping over myself
I'm aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

Madison Square Garden, New York City, thank you so much!
I love you! Thank you very, very much