Look at my face,
Does it smile and say "I'm okay"?
Cause there's blood on your face,
And that's just a taste...
I want black and blues, I want black and blues.
Look at my face,
Does it smile and say "I'm okay"?
And you cross my path,
And taste words that you waste.
Cause there's blood on your face,
And that's just a taste...
I want black and blues, I want black and blues.
Look at my face,
Does it smile and say "I'm okay"?
And you cross my path,
And taste words that you waste.









