And who knew that our bones were, they were made and they were paid for.

To grow up this way, boy, you need to sleep through the day more.

And your brain looks down in shame now, it sends its signals shaped in waves out,

They're telling me to calm down. Me to calm down? Me to calm down?

My signals say "no, not now."

Oh but you don't call me over. No more black and white, what was color for?

Oh no, you don't call me over no more. No more blacking out—that was valid before.

And it's a simple equation: You wait around, you know the answer is gonna change on you.

You flip it forward just a page or two, the answers you gave…

And I was down to my last match, I threw everything dry at you, I couldn't get a flame to catch.

I fell asleep that night, didn't I?

Oh but you don't call me over. No more black and white, what was color for?

You don't call me over. No more blacking out, passing out, there was balance before.

Oh but you put the ocean in between us

So then I built the rockies up from sand.

Oh no I don't mind if you bring your new girlfriend to the indie show, oh no…

She might be so impressed, she might wanna know, "Hey who is that guy?"

Oh but you don't call me over. No more black and white, what is color for?

Oh no, you don't call me over. No more blacking out, passing out, falling down.