I wanna confide in my head I wanna confide in my head I gathered up thoughts left for dead I want I want I buried my head in the sand I buried my head in the sand I want to tell I understand I don't I don't And if it all is black and white Then tell me what is wrong and right I don't suppose that anybody knows And maybe when we reach the end We'll ask imaginary friends By no response <♪> I've spoken my piece in the dark I've spoken my piece in the dark I've spoken just like I was taught I call I call I've noticed my sense in the cold I've noticed my sense in the cold I've noticed someone's getting old I'm done I'm done And if it all is black and white Then tell me hat is wrong and right I don't suppose that anybody knows And maybe when we reach the end We'll ask imaginary friends By no response <♪> And if it all is black and white Then tell me what is wrong and right I don't suppose that anybody knows And maybe when we reach the end We'll ask imaginary friends By no response