You're everybody's second home   Always trying to get me alone   An easy way to lose it all   Always there when all else fails   Over by the west side rails      But I don't really need that now   I never really did anyhow   I only really needed alcohol   Something that'll treat me okay   And wouldn't say the things you'd say      Please turn out the light   I get a sick confusion headache trying to figure out who's right      Dreaming on the silver strand   Waking up to plainclothes man   You little bastard, little boy in blue   Someone's gonna get to you   And f*** up everything you do      He's so unhappy inside   He's serious with everyone   And he thinks he'll win you with his angry kiss   Acting like he has no needs   Wanting you to watch him bleed      Made for each other bet you pay me any mind   Just goes to show my continual decline   They say that I'll recover my love of her once in a while   But I don't know   I don't think so      There's something that I'll tell you now   Now that no one else is around   The sort of lesson that I learned from you   Not quite the way you planned   But I know you'll understand      Someone takes a photograph   A picture while their sweetheart laughs   A perfect moment in a flash of light   Counting back from 3 to 1   That's exactly what you've done      And I'm so unsurprised   I remember, I remember why I dream in black & white      Goes to show my continual decline   They say that I'll recover my love of her once in a while   But I don't know   I don't think so   I don't think so