Bled White

I'm a color reporter Rose City on the 409 But the city's been bled white White city on the yellow line And the doctor orders Drinking to distraction's just a waste of time Drinks all night to take away this curse But it makes me feel much worse Bled white So I wait for the F-Train White city on the yellow line And connect through a friend of mine White city to a friend of mine To a yesterdaydream Yesterday's dream was just a waste of time Because I'd have to be high to drag the sunset down And paint this paling town Bled white So here he comes with a blank expression Especially for me, 'cause he knows I feel the same Because happy and sad come in quick succession I'm never going to become what you became Don't you dare disturb me Don't complicate my peace of mind While I'm balancing my past Don't complicate my peace of mind Because you can't help or hurt me Faith in me, baby's just a waste of time Like it already has I may not seem quite right But I'm not fucked, not quite Bled white Bled white