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 f*ckin' sad