June 18th, 2005
Columbus, Ohio
1st day of tour
Germain Amphitheater

The intro is fast and kind of violent. There's a lot of crashes on my part, putting all the parts in perfect sync and going with the guitar and bass and the other guitar and Gerard at the same time.

"Sister, I'm not much..." Gerard starts then goes off yelling into the mic, "A poet, but a criminal!
And you never had a chance!"
Back to singing, I have to keep a rock beat.

"Love it, or leave it, you can't understand.
A pretty face but you do so, carry on.
And on! And on!"

Back to a rock beat. Either Frank or Ray backing up his vocals, I can't really tell. The audience is screaming. The lights are flashing. I can't pay attention. I just have to nail this.

Repeat!
"I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me!"
"I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on.
And on.
And on!
And ooon!"

I'm doing fine I think.

"Love is the red the rose on your coffin door!
What's life like bleeding on the floor?
The floor.
The floor!"

Bridge, the audience is screaming, the lights are flashing. It's all very intense. Much more intense than what I'm used to at the Fall Out Boy shows.

"You'll never make me leave,
I wear this on my sleeve,
Give me a reason to believe!" Gerard half-yells, half-sings into the mic.

Chorus.

Frank, Ray, and Mikey are all handbanging along, I find myself following in their movements as I get engrossed into the performance but I have to pay attention to my part.
"So give me all your poison!
And give me all your pills!And give me all your hopeless hearts!
And make me ill!
You're running after something!
That you'll never kill!
If this is what you want!
Then fire at will!"

I hum the lyrics as I pant, still hitting the drums with my arms, my wrists, my shoulders, my body. The beat of the song matches the beat of my heart as I pound the drums louder and louder, shining out the beat of the song,

Gerard seems to notice because he begins blasting out the lyrics louder than before.

"Preach all you want but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book you gave me, hallelujah, lock and load!
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son!
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you run!

"And run!
And run!
And run!"

Bridge.

"You'll never make me leave!
I wear this on my sleeve!
Give me a reason to believe!"

Chorus.

"So give me all your poison!
And give me all your pills!
And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill!
You're running after something!
That you'll never kill!
If this is what you want!
Then fire at will!"

Halfway through.

I slam the drumsticks down harshly but the crowd loves it, dancing and yelling in their black apparel.

Stop and let Ray and Frank go, follow soon after. Nice. Steady and...

And...

And...

Jesus, Frank.

And...

Stop!

Mikey and Gee play for a little.

"You'll never make me leave.
I wear this on my sleeve.
You wanna follow something.
Give me a..."

I come in.

"Better cause to lead!" He's back to yelling again.
"Just give me what I need!
Give me a reason to believe!"

Chorus two more times. I'm almost there.

"So give me all your poison!
And give me all your pills!
And give me all your hopeless hearts!
And make me ill!
You're running after something!
That you'll never kill!
If this is what you want!
Then fire at will!
"So give me all your poison!"

"Fire at will!" Ray and Frank call in the background.

"And give me all your pills!
And give me all your hopeless hearts!"

"Fire at will!"

"And make me ill!
You're running after something!"

"Fire at will!"

"That you'll never kill!
If this is what you want!"

"Then fire at will!"

Go! Go! Go!

Stop.