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.