Gloom

There’s devils in the heat of white light
Saw red in the year of my life
Through new parking lot eyes
My teeth sharp, now I don’t smile
So who was it, told me wrong?
And gloom like the summer long
Now I know the deal
Oh love, I know
That I’m gone for real
So tried and analyzed
Gone for real, our love
So who was it, told me wrong?
And gloom like the summer long
Now I know the deal
Oh love, I know
Yes, I know
White paint peeling off the ceiling I see
Why I smash my guitar on TV
Like I been off script all week
On set going out my body
'Cause from the roof of the studio
The sun shines over burning homes
Now I know the deal
Oh love
That I’m gone for real
So tried and analyzed
Gone for real
Our love
So who was it told me wrong
And gloom like the summer long
Now I know the deal
Oh love, I know
Yes, I know
Oh and dear Apollo
Can you cure my sorrow?
When I’m out my skin and on the loose
Is there blue and patience?
Underneath the pavement
Do the superhighways reach to you?
And I’m gone for real
Up high another life, gone for real
Our love
So who was it, told me wrong?
And gloom like the summer long
Now I know the deal