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