Black on white
I write my woes, nerves on edge
Without safety net or pretense
Point blank, too often

White or black
Maybe it's not too late
To get out of my ivory tower
If you pass without seeing me

The pain would be worth the price
Of this last detour
Too bad for all the unsaid
The cries for help
Thrown into the night and falling
In the ear of a deaf
If, around your neck, I can hang myself
High and short

We will leave blank
The subjects a little too hot
That could freeze my blood
Make you run away

Only black point
If you don't like the looks
That pierce you through and through
Am I going to pass without seeing you?

The pain would be worth the price
Of this last love
I would pay cash for the screams
The cries for help
Thrown into the night and falling
In the ear of a deaf
If, around my neck, you came to
Hang high and short

Will you come?
Know that everything
Depends on you
Will you come?

The pain would be worth the price
I won't turn back
I would keep the screams for myself
The cries for help
Will you come?
Know that everything
Depends on you
Will you come?

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