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
Like the night that we met, all black
Like the color of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac
I used to see red now it's just 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 used to tell me, "Son you better get to church ...