Colors

Writer(s): Ashley Frangipane, Dylan Sheffield Bauld

Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so

You said your mother only smiled on her TV show

You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope

I'll hope you make it to the day you're twenty eight years old

You're drippin' like a saturated sunrise

You're spilling like an overflowin' sink

You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece

And now you're tearin' through the pages and the ink

Everything is blue, his pills, his hands, his jeans

And now I'm covered in the colors pulled apart at the seams

And it's blue, and it's blue

Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means

And he's blue

And he's blue

You were a vision in the morning when the light came through

I know I've only felt religion when I lie with you

He said, you'll never be forgiven 'til your boys are too

And I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you

drippin' like a saturated sunrise

You're spilling like an overflowin' sink

You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece

And now you're tearin' through the pages and the ink

Everything is blue, his pills, his hands, his jeans

And now I'm covered in the colors pulled apart at the seams

And it's blue,

and it's blue

Everything is grey, his hair, his smoke, his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means

And he's blue,

and he's blue

You were red And you liked me 'cause I was blue

But you touched me, and suddenly I was a lilac sky

Then you decided purple

just wasn't for you

Everything is blue his pills, his hands, his jeans

And now I'm covered in the colors pulled apart at the seams

And it's blue,

and it's blue

Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color he don't know what it means

And he's blue.

and he's blue, everything is blue

Everything is blue Everything is blue

Everything is blue