Icicles on my spinenMy boots feel emptynI see the world around menThrough the corners of my eyesnnWhite girls lied to menNo great surprise at allnWhen I think of what you mean to menI shake and then I fallnnLost control again todaynnYou're not one of themnYou're purenYou're something specialnYeah that's for surennYou are my electricnGot a black jag for younAnd that's why I call younMy sweet vanilla bluennLost control again today