I won the gunfight in my head
I won the gunfight in my head
I gathered up thoughts left for dead
I won
I won
I buried my head in the sand
I buried my head in the sand
I wont pretend I understand
I dont
I dont
And if it all is black and white
Then tell me what is wrong and right
I dont suppose that anybody knows
And maybe when we reach the end
Well ask imaginary friends
Why no response
Ive spoken my piece in the dark
Ive spoken my piece in the dark
Ive spoken just like I was taught
I'm caught
I'm caught
Ive noticed my sense in the cold
Ive noticed my sense in the cold
Ive noticed some wars getting old
Im done
Im done
And if it all is black and white
Then tell me what is wrong and right
I dont suppose that anybody knows
And maybe when we reach the end
Well ask imaginary friends
Why no response
Ahhhhhhhhhh
Ahhhhhhhhhh
And if it all is black and white
Then tell me what is wrong and right
I dont suppose that anybody knows
And maybe when we reach the end
Well ask imaginary friends
Why no response