| The bright August sun feels like yellow
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| And the white of her eyes is so yellow
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| The tiny lie I told to myself is making me hollow
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| I’ve been choking up truths that I couldn’t swallow
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| I’m falling apart over a memory
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| And the weight in my heart is getting too heavy
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| 'Cause every word is a nail that’s loosening slowly
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| And I can’t hammer it down enough to keep holding in
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| And I could lie
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| But it’s never made me feel good inside
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| I’m still so blue
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| I can’t erase the hue, it’s just colored over
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| I’m thinking of her from over the ocean
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| See her face in the waves, her body is floating
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| And in her eyes, like clementines, I know that she’s fading
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| And the light of the sun is only a daydream
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| And I could lie
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| But it’s never made me feel good inside
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| I’m still so blue
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| I can’t erase the hue, it’s just colored over
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| Loving you isn’t enough
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| You’ll still be deep in the ground when it’s done
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| I’ll know the day when it comes
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| I’ll feel the cold as they put out my sun
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| Loving you isn’t enough
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| You’ll still be deep in the ground when it’s done
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| I’ll know the day when it comes
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| I’ll feel the cold as they put out my sun |