Good Charlotte - All Black

Take a look at my life, all black

Take a look at my clothes, all black

Like Johnny Cash, all black

Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black



The night we met, all black

The colour of your dress, all black

The seats in my Cadillac, all black



As long as I could remember I dreamed in black and white

As I grew up and the sun went down I never felt more alright

My mother she use to tell me...Son you better get to church



worse

Never been much for weddings or anniversaries but

I go to a funeral if I'm invited any day of the week

Some people say I sound strange some say I'm not right

But I find beauty in this world every single night



Take a look at my life, all black

Take a look at my clothes, all black

Like Johnny Cash, all black

Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black


The night we met, all black

The colour of your dress, all black

The seats in my Cadillac, all black

I used to see red, but now just all black



I sat down at her table at the end of the night

She was having black coffee and a cigarette, she wasn't wearing white

She said, people tell me that I am strange that I am not right

The only time I feel alright is in the dead of night

I think I found the one for me



Take a look at my life, all black

Take a look at my clothes, all black

Like Johnny Cash, all black

Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black



The night we met, all black

The colour of your dress, all black

The seats in my Cadillac, all black



I remember feeling so alive

The night I look into her eyes,

Take a look at my life...