Unrehearsed - Color Theory

Maybe I’m glad to be back on my own

After four nights of happiness taken on loan

Filled with photos and cars, shameless cliches

Lovesongs and daisies and sleeping by day

I’ll test my heart again in my own time

Still I cling to the images fresh in my mind

How you painted my heart, colored my day

And now I’m left with just sketches in grey

Why do you pull your hand away when I reach for you?

Seems you can’t remember

That’s not all you let me do

Why are you smiling to yourself?

Don’t pretend you made me fall in love

You tell me it isn’t fair to pretend

Then you actually say you just want to be friends

But you didn’t pretend on that first night

You couldn’t stop shaking and I heard you cry

I understand

You love love better

When it’s unrehearsed

It gets a little old

Can’t go on pretending

That’s why you pull your hand away when I reach for you

Seems you can’t remember

That’s not all you let me do

Why are you lying to yourself?

Don’t pretend you made me fall in love

Cause it’s the truth