Lyrics

Bruised up very well, I can't start a single conversation
Vacant, chopped-up, singled-out, very still and fall down
I'm wakin' out of a bad position, hearing voices still fresh in mind
But I wouldn't trade a second for the melancholy days we left behind

Do you know are you ever comin' back this way again?
Do you know are you ever gonna get to hang around
paint this town in your favorite color?

Finding ways unknown to me and a potent new feeling
No, I can't explain it, a door swung open now it can't be closed
I'm walkin' into a situation like I don't belong under this skin
Imagining a day forgetting everybody see's the hole I'm in

Do you know are you ever comin' back this way again?
Do you know are you ever gonna get to hang around?
Do you know are you ever comin' back this way again?
Do you know are you ever gonna get to hang around
paint this town in your favorite color?

I think I might be feeling the way I can't remember long ago
Floating like I'm waitless, unconcerned with things that I don't know
I spent a lot of time forgetting what to do when everything goes wrong
and then I finally realize the answer's right beside me all along