Color Blind

Here comes the sadness that I miss so much

That lonely aching comes from every touch

I've grown accustomed to the grays and blacks

Because they're always coming back

Sit down for supper, won't you dine with me

Or can't you handle seeing all I see

I've grown to colorblind to cease my bitching

And I've grown to love the pain

And I move too slow and I think too fast and the first rainbow I see will be the last.

Here comes a view I've seen a million times

Here comes a boring song with thoughtless rhymes

I know you're sick of me so tell me here

Because you could have be the one

To make it all disappear.