Icicles on my spinemy boots feel emptyI see the world around methrough the corners of my eyesWhite girls lied to meno great surprise at allwhen I think of what you mean to meI shake and then I fallLost control again today (repeats)You're not one of themyou're pureyou're something specialyeah that's for sureYou are my electricgot a black jag for youthat's why I call youmy sweet vanilla blue