Camden - Black Paper Black Ink Lyrics
And I hate what you told me'Bout what I thinkThat it's a black paperWritten on with black inkNow let me tell you one thingAbout what you saidI'd rather dieThan to have you here in my bedYeah, try to stand upWhile your face is nailed to the floorYeah, this is what it's likeTo feel what I felt beforeBut I loved you when you left meYes I loved you when you left meI loved you when you leftYeah I loved you when you left meDon't critisizeMy 2 packs of smokes a dayYou don't even knowHow to spell 'ashtray'I don't like your motherDon't like her one bit'Cause she saysVegetarians are stupidYeah, try to stand upWhile your face is nailed to the floor