Colours

Sitting in empty air
Used to be full of pretty words
How is this room so big?
How have we become just him and her?
Your name used to light me up in
Ways I didn’t know it could
But lately all I’ve felt
Is astronomically replaceable
You can have petty fights
You can have storm out and slam the door
I know I’ve got white lies and
We know we’ve done it worse
So many times before and I’m not over you
I’m under all the lies that weigh me
Closer to the other side of right
It was like I’d run out of colours
Run out of words run out of wonderful things
And the grace that I bring only burns
We’ve run out of trying
Have you run out of faith?
'Cause if I’m tired of running
You must be tired of hurting this way

Can we just start again?
Can we go back to how it was?
All I’m finding is loose ends
When we used to hold so strong
And I can’t pinpoint the moment that
It all just fell right down
I guess I always let you down

It was like I run out of colours
I’d run out of words
I'd run out of wonderful things
And the grace that I bring only burns
We’ve run out of trying
Have you run out of faith?
'Cause if I’m tired of running
You must tired of hurting this way
Maisie PetersI am tired of over thinking
When you leaving next?
Holding my breath for you to
Hold me once again
I am tired of slowly sinking underneath your
Pressing need to let me down again

It was like I’d run out of colours
I'd run out of paint
'Cause now every song that I write fills the
Space that your words used to take
We’ve run out of trying
Have you run out of faith?
'Cause if I’m tired of running
You must be tired of hurting this way