I wear a concrete-colored face
I wear the jacket you liked on me
I carry my prisons, I kept hope
That your ghosts are gone from the booth
Is your abstract smile
You left behind last Tuesday
This life is pale, it's bland, without you
I'm no better than anyone
I don't want better than you
With what's left of us
The consequences, I won't see 'em
I feel like I'm coming out of a coma
When your eyes shoot me
Is your abstract crazy laugh
I lost you, didn't know how many I was anymore
This life is pale, it's bland, without you
I'm no better than anyone
I don't want better than you
With what's left of us
This life is pale, it's bland, without you
This life is pale, it's bland, without you
This life is pale, it's bland, without you
This life is pale, it's bland, without you
I'm no better, clearly
I don't want better than you
With what's left of us