-= Spark =-

I’ve got a story to tell:

The way I suffered, I almost thought it was hell

You've claimed your place within this earth

Which left you nothing but an avid shell

I’ve got a story to tell (you)

The way I suffered I almost thought it was (hell)

You've claimed your place;

Where I painted a shard of a glass

With the color of my agony

Shards piercing a vein

Fragile like me

Pressing on my wrist

And holding my hand

I feel your presence behind me

Turning around, I search for your smile

I painted a broken glass

With the color of my flesh

We broke each other

Like a fault of nature

I paint a glass already broken

Pink is inconsistent and blue is so sad

It’s not because of me

And it’s not because of you

No, it’s not our fault

We broke each other

Pink is inconsistent and blue is too sad

Pink is inconsistent and blue is too sad

Pink is inconsistent and blue is too sad

Pink is inconsistent and blue is too sad

Pink is inconsistent and blue is too sad

(That’s what she said)

Pink is inconsistent and blue is too sad

(That’s what she said)

Pink is inconsistent and blue is too sad

(That’s what she said)

Pink is inconsistent and blue is too fuckin’ sad