Even though I'd been gone for hours to clear my head
I felt like a write-off, you'd call me a write-off
Simple floral tributes helped confirm my death
I'm caught in a blackout
I felt like I blacked out
Even when her lights glowed amber
You could not help taking chances on this girl
Chemicals of all descriptions kept you clean
We'd call it the white house, a storm in the white house
Complicate selections for your A-list team
You'd call for the white-out
You're covered in white-out
Solace came when hearts grew colder
Photographs you kept in folders hidden well, hidden well
Called up from the depths of nowhere
Cut all ties from those who'd still care,
till it hurts, till it hurts
Even when her lights glowed amber
You could not help taking chances on this girl, on this girl
Burnt yourself with faulty matches, candle wax
We're caught in a blackout, we're caught in a blackout
Coated cards on kitchen tables, coins in stacks
You pull in to back out -- you're too late to back out
You're too late to back out
We're caught in a blackout