Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benji Madden
Benji Madden
Guitar
Dean Butterworth
Dean Butterworth
Drums
Joel Madden
Joel Madden
Lead Vocals
Paul Thomas
Paul Thomas
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benji Madden
Benji Madden
Songwriter
Joel Madden
Joel Madden
Songwriter
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Producer
Fox Phelps
Fox Phelps
Assistant Engineer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Mark Kiczula
Mark Kiczula
Engineer

Lyrics

Take a look at my life, all black Take a look at my clothes, all black Like Johnny Cash, all black Like The Rolling Stones wanna paint it black Like the night that we met, all black Like the colour of your dress, all black Like the seats in my Cadillac I used to see red, now it's just all black As long as I could remember I dreamed in black and white As I grew up and the sun went down, I never felt more alright My mother she used to tell me: Son you better get to church It's a dark, dark world and there's evil out there and you know it's only getting worse Yeah, I've never been much for weddings or anniversaries but I'll go to a funeral if I'm invited any day of the week Some people say that I sound strange, some say that I'm not right But I find beauty in this world every single night Take a look at my life, all black Take a look at my clothes, all black Like Johnny Cash, all black Like The Rolling Stones wanna paint it black Like the night that we met, all black Like the colour of your dress, all black Like the seats in my Cadillac I used to see red, now it's just all black I sat down at her table at the end of the night She was having black coffee and a cigarette, she wasn't wearing white She said, people tell me that I'm strange, they say that I'm not right She said, the only time I feel alive is in the dead of night I think I found the one for me Take a look at my life, all black Take a look at my clothes, all black Like Johnny Cash, all black Like The Rolling Stones wanna paint it black Like the night that we met, all black Like the colour of your dress, all black Like the seats in my Cadillac I used to see red, now it's just all black I remember feeling so alive The night I looked into her eyes Take a look at my life, all black Take a look at my clothes, all black Like Johnny Cash, all black Like The Rolling Stones wanna paint it black Like the night that we met, all black Like the colour of your dress, all black Like the seats in my Cadillac I used to see red, I used to see red Take a look at my life (all black) Take a look at my life (all black) Take a look at my life (all black) All black, all black Take a look at my life (all black) Take a look at my life (all black) Take a look at my life (all black) All black, all black, all black, all black, all black
Writer(s): Benji Madden, Joel Madden, Don Gilmore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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