A.N...I dont own the MCR boys or the Siverstein songs, and that makes me super sad!

It was a bout 7pm when the concert started. MCR started, and let me tell you, they were good. I personally like the song Give 'Em Hell, Kid. While they were playing, we were getting ready. I had on a black dress-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to my elbows, a dark green tie, black skinny jeans, my beat-up black converse, and my fingerless gloves. I had some makeup under my eye to look like a tiny skull.

Nico had on a black Misfits shirt, gray skinny jeans, and converse. Kyle had a dark green Dawn of the Dead shirt (with the sleeves ripped off), dark purple skinny jeans, and blood red converse. Fuller was almost matching me, except for his tie was neon yellow. Weird, I know. Alex had on a dark blue Blink-182 shirt on, dark blue jeans, and...you guessed it, converse.

Up on stage, MCR left, and the lights went off. We walked on to the stage and got to our instruments (in Nicos case, mic) All you could here was the screams of fans and the snappes of cameras. We were going to surprise the crowd with our newest song not from the album called Runaway. Fuller started the song and everything got quiet. The stage lights went along with the song.

Nico Alex

(Look at you)
(Look at you)
(Look at you)
(Look at you)

And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerkoffs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can

She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my dick.
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good with that shit.
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hoodrats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at

And I always find, yeah, I always find
Yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerkoffs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can

Run away from me, baby
Run away
Run away from me, baby (Look at you...)
Run away
Don't have to get crazy (Look at you...)
Run away
Think I've found a plan
Run away as fast as you can

Run away from me, baby
Run away
Run away from me, baby (Look at you...)
Run away
Doesn't have to get crazy (Look at you...)
Why can't she just run away
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can

[Rap]
Okay '24/7, 365 groupies stay on their grind,
I, I, I get it, alright I'll help you get it,
but now that you're here either leave or get with it.
I'm not a chauvinist, this is just reality,
you can't afford guilt on a rock band salary.
Mickey full of vodka, you're looking like mallory.
Fuck counting money, you should stick to counting calories.
Let me tell you this thing here is where it ends,
unless you've got a couple friends that want sharing in.
Yesterday you were outside staring in,
and now you're here and next week you'll be here for them.
Every tour bus visit every laminate,
comes with expectations from that band you're with.
This is everyday business, so manage it,
or runaway now if your ass can't handle it

Never was much of a romantic,
I could never take the intimacy.
And I know I did damage,
'cause the look in your eyes is killing me,
I guess you knew of an advantage
'cause you could blame me for everything.
And I don't know how I'm a manage,
If one day you just up and leave...

And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags,
Let's have a toast for the assholes,
Let's have a toast for the scumbags,
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerkoffs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away as fast as you can

Everybody went CRAZY! I swear the fans almost crawled on the stage.

Next we played our song My Heroine

The drugs begin to peak
A smile of joy arrives in me
But sedation changes to panic and nausea
And breath starts to shorten
And heartbeats pound softer
You won't try to save me!
You just want to hurt me and leave me desperate!

You taught my heart, a sense I never knew I had.
I can forget, the times that I was
Lost and depressed from the awful truth
How do you do it?
You're my heroine!

You won't leave me alone!
Chisel my heart out of stone, I give in everytime.

You taught my heart, a sense I never knew I had
I can forget, the times that I was
Lost and depressed from the awful truth
How do you do it?
You're my heroine!

I bet you laugh, at the thought of me thinking for myself. (myself)
I bet you believe, that I'm better off with you than someone else.
Your face arrives again, all hope I had becomes surreal.
But under your covers more torture than pleasure
And just past your lips there's more anger than laughter
Not now or forever will I ever change you
I know that to go on, I'll break you, my habit!

You taught my heart, a sense I never knew I had.
I can forget, the times when I was
Lost and depressed from the awful truth
How do you do it?
You're my heroine!

I will save myself!

I think everyone out there knew that song. And were even screaming along with Nico. Well they will deffinatly know our next song, Smashed Into pieces

Never Again.
I'll slit my throat with the knife I pulled out of my spine.
Maybe when you find out that I'm dead
you'll realize what you did to me.

[Chorus]
And if my lungs still let me breathe,
Would you be there for me?
If I can make myself believe,
I'll give you back what you took out.

No, I won't let it go.
Douse myself in gasoline!
So Don't save me when you come into the fire.
I'd rather die than have to see your smile.

And if my lungs still let me breathe,
Would you be there for me?
If I can make myself believe,
I'll give you back what you took away.

You made me swear
You made me swear
I, I can't sleep realize all these things that you took from me.
Smash my heart (you made me swear)
into dust (you made me swear)
Suffocate my mind (you made me swear)
Tear at me from inside (you made me swear)
Smash apart what you created.
How can I ever stop you from crushing my soul?
It was It was yours, yours to begin with.

And if my lungs still let me breathe,
Will you be there for me?
If i can make myself believe,
I'll give you back what you took away

The rest of the night went by like that. After the meet and greet, we all went to the MCR tour bus to chill. While we were walking to the bus, the guys kept saying how awesome we were and how that they were lucky they got to o on tour with us. Now that put a smile on my face. After a while of hanging out, Frank got the brilliant idea of going out for drinks. Well lets just say, Im the only one who didnt go. Mikey looked like he wanted to stay, but Gerard dragged him out. I stayed in the tour bus for about another 10 minutes before I felt left behind, so I just went to our van and went to sleep for the night. Little did I know that there was a pair of eyes looking at me from the dark.

A.N...R&R!