Underline the Black - Metric

Underline the black around my eyes

In the dark with heavy chains over my heart

I just look, don’t feel like myself at all

And I’m just waiting for the axe to fall

And I’m just waiting for the axe to fall

I came back so late but it was light

And they looked me up and down like an alien arrived

I just walked on by with my old guitar

And they’re still waiting for their lives to start

And they’re still waiting for their lives to start

I’m not sorry, I don’t think of you that often

How can I explain, that feeling remains

When I looked at myself, I was somebody else

Mad visions and wild decisions were made

In the alleys that wind through the back of my mind

How can I forget, what reason is left

When I looked at myself, I was somebody else

Mad visions and wild decisions were made

In the alleys that wind through the back of my mind

Oh, with the black underlined, oh

Underline the black around my eyes

In the dark with heavy chains over my heart

I just look, don’t feel like myself at all

And I’m just waiting for the axe to fall

And they’re still waiting for their lives to start

And they’re still waiting for their lives to start

I’m not sorry, I don’t think of you that often

How can I explain, that feeling remains

When I looked at myself, I was somebody else

Mad visions and wild decisions were made

In the alleys that wind through the back of my mind

How can I forget, what reason is left

When I looked at myself, I was somebody else

Mad visions and wild decisions were made

In the alleys that wind through the back of my mind

Oh, with the black underlined

Oh, the back of my mind

Oh, with the black underlined

Oh