Lyrics

i thought i put the phone off the hook
i was gonna sleep all day
been living with the tv on
i ain't got a thing to say

it kinda rings false, but it's true
that maybe in a week from now
a little bit of light shines through
that i can't see right now

it's just words by numbers
that i'll say to please
it's just grey for colours
what can you make of these
i'm a shade in a shadow
don't look this way
put my friends on hold
i ain't got a thing to say

i don't wanna stop because it's wrong
i just want a new bag of tricks
and what the drinks don't solve
the drugs don't fix

it's just words by numbers
i'll say to please
it's all grey for colours
what can you make of these
i'm a shade in a shadow
don't look this way
put my friends on hold
i ain't got a thing to say

it's just words by numbers
that i'll say to please
it's just grey for colours
what can you make of these