[Intro] Eh-ehe-eh [Verse 1] You look like a photograph from forty years ago. Sharp ink, white collar, nowhere left to go. The garden out back turned to chalk overnight, But you’re still trying to argue about who was right. I’m checking my reflection in a broken rearview mirror. The concrete is cracking right between our feet. It takes a lot of nerve to ask me for an apology When the tide is coming up the street. [Pre-chorus] The sun is shining but it feels so old, A perfect morning for a quiet goodbye. I watched the garden lose its color in minutes, And not a single tear fell out of my eye. Time's up. [Chorus] Disaster in the sky Catch a flower, let it die When the embers kiss the ground Leave without a single sound (Bye, bye, bye) Nothing left but ash and grace (Bye, bye, bye) Smiling in the storm's embrace [Post-chorus] Oh, watch the colors fade... Look at the beautiful mess we made. No red, no blue. Nothing left to do. Oh, watch the colors fade... Walking right out of the frame we made. [Instrumental] [Verse 2] Left my feelings in a locked drawer. The sirens are loud but I'm bored. You’re checking the sky like a frightened child, While I'm looking chic in the wild. We look so good in the monochrome. Streetlights flicking off one by one. I already decided that we are done. Go ahead, cry to an empty town, I'm fixing my hair while it burns down.We look so good [Pre-chorus] The sun is shining but it feels so old, A perfect morning for a quiet goodbye. I watched the garden lose its color in minutes, And not a single tear fell out of my eye. Time's up. [Chorus] Disaster in the sky Catch a flower, let it die When the embers kiss the ground Leave without a single sound (Bye, bye, bye) Nothing left but ash and grace (Bye, bye, bye) Smiling in the storm's embrace [Post-chorus] Oh, watch the colors fade... Look at the beautiful mess we made. No red, no blue. Nothing left to do. Oh, watch the colors fade... Walking right out of the frame we made. [Instrumental] [Bridge] If they dig up this city a hundred years from now, They won’t find a trace of what we used to be. No records of the promises that you chose to break, Just a blank space where you used to sit next to me [Outro] Three, two, one, and the colors are gone, (yeah, yeah, ah). The story is over but the melody goes on. We’re the prettiest thing in the aftermath, (yeah, yeah, ah). Just watch it fade... Look at the mess made
