Found your picture in an old coat And the ghost stirred deep inside. All this time and I still feel the cold From the madness in my pride. Don't know why you ended it that way I would've thought that you would tell Me to my face Color me blue on blu

Over and over again This is madness, madness And you know that this is madness, madness And you know that this is never-changing, it's always in this way Conceal the madness, madness History repeats itself Over and over again and again Why should we