Beaucoup

I didn’t know till I knew I could endure this life in black and white
Or intoxicating color with you
Liar, liar

My eyes are on fire
I can see everything in the backseat of your car
On a dirty floor behind the bar
I can see everything every goddamn night
With the mirror turned just right
I can see everything up against the wall
I'm cuckoo for you, beaucoup
Liar, liar

My eyes are on fire again
My mind’s a candle burning at both ends and I can see everything
I'm cuckoo for you, beaucoup
Every gunshot at night
Every dream I can’t describe
Every drug I’ve ever tried
If my dad were still alive
Is you