Lyrics

What would they say

What would you say if I opened up, then turned away?
Only to show, that I?m not upset, just so you know.

All these colors come, all these colors go
And it?s me, once again, wondering where I am, who I am,
Here I am.

What would you do if I told I?m okay to lose?
Then you just might, know too much about my type.

All these colors come, all these colors go
And it?s me, once again, wondering where I am, who I am,
Here I am.

How could I write that it?s not anger, it?s simply spite?
How could it be, that with all this out, I still can?t sleep?

All these colors come, all these colors go
And it?s me, once again, wondering where I am, who I am,
Here I am.