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 use to tell me: Son you better get to church
It's a dark, dark world and it's evil out there and you know it's only getting worse
Yeah, I've never been much for weddings or anniversaries but
I 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 am 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
Good Charlotte - Break Apart Her Heart
When you call she doesn't answer, when you write she doesn't answer
You go out you see him with her, she told you she was sick at home
The ring you gave her thrown away with all the letters
And when you see him with her, he doesn't even care at all
As she follows him around like you follow her around
And he doesn't even care and your figuring out
The only way your gonna keep somebody around
Well I'm about to let you know
There's something I don't wanna understand
The only way a woman is gonna want a man
The only way you'll ever keep her in your hands
Is breaking apart her heart
Don't tell her she is the reason that you live
Don't give her everything that you got to give
If you want to keep the girl for as long as you live
Just break it apart her heart
Can't you see the way she's crying
Well that's what keeps her trying, she knew that she could have you
And he don't give her what she wants
There's truth about this, you say you want to be noticed
Well if you want to be noticed you gotta learn to break some hearts
Don't try to understand
There's something I don't wanna understand
The only way a woman is gonna want a man
The only way you'll ever keep her in your hands
Is breaking apart her heart
Don't tell her she is the reason that you live
Don't give her everything that you got to give
If you want to keep the girl for as long as you live
Just break it apart her heart
Can't you see what you've done?
What I've become, what I've become
Can't you see? Can't you see?
I don't understand this cruelty
I don't understand but now I see
There's something I don't wanna understand
The only way a woman is gonna want a man
The only way you'll ever keep her in your hands
Is breaking apart her heart
Don't tell her she is the reason that you live
Don't give her everything that you got to give
If you want to keep the girl for as long as you live
Just break it apart her heart
I don't understand this cruelty
I don't understand... its just not me
I don't understand this cruelty
But now I see
Good Charlotte - Keep Your Hands off My Girl Lyric
Let the record play,
Let the record play,
Let the record play.
The way that you dance,
The way that you move,
The way that you stare at me across the room,
You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I got Bathing Ape,
I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck and my chain,
I got a model 26,
But she stays in her place,
I got a kershaw neatly,
Tucked inside in my waist.
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.
Now she's sweating my friends,
And my hurricane shoes,
She likes the records I spin,
My Adam Barton tattoos,
But she can't say "what's up",
So what does she do,
She just stays posted up,
The other side of the room,
I got AMC tattooed on my hand,
I got black wall street on a black bandana.
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.
She, she, she don't wanna talk about it,
He, he, he wants to fight about,
Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it,
I just wanna be about it,
I'm just trying to stay up out it,
Step out the wagon,
You know the boy starts to hate,
The girls that came with him,
They like that's not the boy she dates,
They get the fighting and swearing,
And now the boyfriend is staring,
The disco ball on the ceiling,
Looks like the chain that I'm wearing,
But the music keeps blaring,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck and my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck and my chain.
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.
You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I got Bathing Ape,
I got DCMA,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck and my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck and my chain.
Good Charlotte - March on Lyric
Don't cry, open up your eyes and know
There's someone else out there that feels this way
I'm singing to you
Cause I know what you've been through and now
It's not so long ago I felt the same
Like soldiers, march on
If we can make it through tonight we'll see the sun
March on, march on
And I remember summer nights alone
Fireflies the only thing we own
Yeah, all we had were dreams of California
And I remember winters were so cold
Hunger was the only thing we know
And rock'n'roll dreamin' was what saved us
Like soldiers, march on
If we can make it through tonight we'll see the sun
March on, march on
Till we see the sun, march on, till we see the sun
Through the good times, through the bad times
Through the long days, through the hard nights
Keep on, till we see the sun
Like soldiers, march on
If we can make it through tonight we'll see the sun
March on, march on
Like soldiers, march on
If we can make it through tonight we'll see the sun
March on, march on
Even when there's no one there for you march on
Even when the days are long for you march on
And like soldiers, march on
Good Charlotte - Meet My Maker Lyric
I'll meet my maker tonight
So this is it
This is my life
This is my time
It's ending tonight
I made my mistakes
I tried to live right
Stepped out of the darkness into the light
And when I'm gone
Will they remember
Will they mourn
Will they move on
When my sad songs for lonely son
His time has come his life is done
And tonight
We'll celebrate the end
Of this life
And we'll sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah
Whhooaa aaooohh
It's alright
With open arms
This is the way
The way I'll meet my maker tonight
And on my grave
What will it say?
Here lies another soul that was saved
So please don't cry
Just sleep at night
And I will wait on the other side
And tonight
we'll celebrate the end
Of this life
And we'll sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whooaahh ooohhh
It's alright
This is a night
With open arms
This is the way
The way I'll meet my maker tonight
And tonight
We'll celebrate the end
Of this life
And we'll sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whooaaa ooohh
It's alright
This is a night I again
With open arms
This is the way
The way I'll meet my maker tonight
