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
Close 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?
Coz 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 pin point
The moment that it all just fell right down
I guess I always let you down

Coz it's 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?
Coz if I'm tired of running
You must tired of hurting this way

I am tired of over thinking
When you're 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
Run out of paint
Coz now every song that I write
Fills the space that your words used to take
I've run out of trying
Have you run out of faith?
Coz If I'm tired of running
You must be tired of hurting this way