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Texty: Gilby Clarke. Black.

If I told you I could love you
I feel you'll think I'm weak
I never had a friend who was my lover
Honestly

When I wake up from my sleep
And I feel you next to me
I'm so happy inside but I'll be crushed
If you leave

It's so black, it's so sad
No one understands my hell
It's so black, it's so sad
I'm a stranger to myself

See, a man can hurt a woman
It'll burn but she'll still forgive
But a woman who is unfaithful
Kills a man

Darkness fall on anyone
Who welcomes it
When you're in my bed
It's my home and it's sacred

It's so black, it's so sad
No one understands my hell
It's so black, it's so sad
I'm a stranger to myself

No one understands my hell
It's my own, it's my own
It's so black, it's so sad
No one understands me

I'm always alone
'Cause no one, no one