Some say that we dream in black and white, but I think otherwise
Look at all of these bullets that I bite, you need to be cut down to size
What is it that you say?
I should never have gotten that close
That small gray area is all I know and it's alright
Well, I will just wash out my eyes
We will see who it is that cries
You want me to understand how a friendship's supposed to end
Take a ruler and just slap my hand, is that the message that you send?
When I find out who you really are