Rose Colored Glasses

I think I'll miss you in September

And I'll wonder why we're gettin' older

These days, I can't seem to remember

Feel like I'm high when I'm sober

And I couldn't see through

A rose-colored view

And I really thought I knew

What I was gettin' into

But I wanted to, and baby, I tried

Look, I wanted to get this one right

I know you had your reason to dye me

But rose-colored glasses are blinding

And if I think of you for five minutes

Well, I'll miss hearing your laugh

But if I think of you for ten minutes

I wanna know who left scratches on your back

'Cause I couldn't see through

A rose-colored view

And I really thought I knew

What I was getting into

I couldn't see through

The rose-colored view

And I really thought I knew

What I was gettin' into