The black and white of my messy mind
It's killing me, it's killing me
And the black and white of your empty eyes
It's haunting me, it's haunting me
Cause I keep falling back into the same routine
It's killing me, it's killing me

And I keep falling back into the same pretty scene
Of you and me
And I'm trying to work it out
But it's too big of a cloud
Of hurt, of pain, of loss, of shame
Of doubt
Of doubt
Of doubt
And the black and white of the night sky
It's scaring me, it's scaring me
And the black and white
Of the stormy noise
It's shaking me
It's bittersweet
Cause I keep falling back into the same routine
And I keep falling back into the same pretty scene
Of you and me
And I'm trying to work it out
But it's too big of a cloud

But it's too big of a cloud
Of hurt, of pain, of loss, of shame
Of doubt
Of doubt
Of doubt
Cause I keep falling back into the same routine
And I keep falling back into the same pretty scene
Of you and me
And I'm trying to work it out
But it's too big of a cloud
Of hurt, of pain, of loss, of shame
Of doubt
Of doubt
Of doubt
Of doubt
Of doubt
Of doubt

Of doubt
Of doubt
Everywhere I turn, there's a devil on my shoulder.