Black Paint

There's no "I" for my true love
Only me and you
So I cry for my true love
What else can I do?

Fill our hole, dig deeper down
I want to see the trend get twisted up again
Roll the colored glass
And frozen ones meet with the match

There's no "I" for my true love
Only me and you
So I cry for my true love
What else can I do?

And if you ask, there's a glimmer of the past
Love the man who drink black paint again
And when night comes along they sing the same old song
Same old song

There's no "I" for my true love
Only me and you
So I cry for my true love
What else can I do?