You can write it off and toss it all aside
As into your own complexion from which you hide
You can see it all and never see a thing
Sight is just a lie that we're made to believe
How bizarre, how bizarre
And I recall the colors of that day
You were so beautiful before you up and went away
And I could see you smoking like a gun
You didn't kill yourself, but you hurt everyone
We all know the game
You can see it all and never see a thing
Still, the look of your expression is deafening
You can write it down but the flowers disappear
Because your rank is as transparent as your fear
How bizarre, how bizarre
And I recall the colors of that day
You were so beautiful before you up and went away
And I could see you smoking like a gun
You didn't kill yourself, but you hurt everyone
And I can see those colors still today
Like a box of crayons slowly melting away
Like a bird on a harp
With its chest ripped apart
And I recall the colors of that day
You were so beautiful before you up and went away
And I could see you smoking like a gun
You didn't kill yourself, but you hurt everyone
How bizarre, how bizarre
And I recall the colors of that day
You were so beautiful before you up and went away
And I could see you smoking like a gun
You didn't kill yourself, but you hurt everyone
And I recall the colors of that day
You were so beautiful before you up and went away
And I could see you smoking like a gun
You managed to kill yourself and hurt everyone