Hear me out before you walk out
Don't be who you are, don't be proud
Frowning angel, you're not listening
Only reaching for the next thing
How can we be here again I'm sorry
I thought that you'd want more than these ordinary
Stand before you, fall to pieces
Tell you what I think, it's useless
I see nothing, only darkness
Lying through your teeth, the clock ticks
How can we be here in
Spite of all these tears
I cry, diluting ordinary colours
Colours, colours
Tie you over, drag me under
I see nothing of who you were
Skeletons and paper armour
Wake me up when this is over
How can we be here again I'm sorry
I thought that you'd want more than these ordinary
Thought that you were out of it forever
This time your God's become these ordinary colours
Colours, colours
