And when I see you I really see you upside down But my brain knows better It picks you up and turns you around Turns you around, turns you around

If you feel discouraged That there's a lack of color here Please don't worry lover It's really bursting at the seems Absorbing everything The spectrum's a to z

This is fact not fiction For the first time in years And the girls in every girlie magazine Can't make me feel any less alone I'm reaching for the phone

To call at 7:03 and on your machine a slur a plea for you to come home But i know it's too late I should have given you a reason to stay.