If I could, you know I would
End it all right now
If I could, you know I would
Bring it home somehow
No black or white
Blue is smeared across my soul
Schoolyard chalk under orange street lights
Bringing back that old familiar glow
Thank you for your help
Things are going better
Thank you for your help
You really picked me up
When I needed a hand
Take away your pain
Needles to my veins
Sirens in my head
Bed of nails to rest these thoughts upon
Crown of thorns to wear
Vultures flying overhead
No black or white
Blue is smeared across my soul
Schoolyard chalk under orange street lights
Bringing back that old familiar glow