I put it all on black, no color you're all dressed in
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And a stab in the back left you bleeding on the floor
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And I'm mourning the death, the recent passing of your insides
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I smile in regret every time I think of how I spoke to you
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I put it all in back of my mind where I hold you
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I'm just trying to keep track how far back it really goes
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And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from the heavens
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I'm just trying to relax as the killer's waiting right outside my door
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What's black and white?
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What's read all over?
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This tired book, this organ donor
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Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree
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It hasn't rained in years
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I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
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Leave it to me, I remain free from all the comforts of home
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And where that is, I'm pleased as piss to say, I'll never really know
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I put them all in black, the four walls of my bedroom
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And I trimmed them in red, peeled your picture off the wall
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And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from your heartbeat
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That arrived in your neck every time I salivated over you
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What's upside down?
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What's coated in silver?
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This crucifix is my four leaf clover
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Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree
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It hasn't rained in years
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I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
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Leave it to me, I remain free from all the comforts of home
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And where that is, I'm pleased as piss to say, I'll never really know
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One of these days, it's gonna catch up to you
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Throwing looks like those around
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One of these nights, I promise to you
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I'll soon be sleeping sound
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As soon as I leave town
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All On Black
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