Colorblind

My face buried into my pillow
And I wonder in yellow
I think in red as I lie on my bed
With my headphones on, everything is possible
Your God is just a concept, and my music is tangible
I can hear it playing heavily in black
I find my player skipping another track

And I love my Miss America from government nowhere
How many more steps till I don’t care?
The connections still on with the phone at my feet
His words in a jumble of a misunderstanding heap
But it’s the end of the day, congrats, I am intact
Miss America’s still asking, yet I am still tracking
I could tell him I can stop this accident – but that’d be a lie

How many times must they ask me?
How many times must I say that I can see?
Because really I can see through it, they only see it
Honestly, I’m tired of answering their dumb questions
Honestly, I’m sick of telling them again I can see
How many Jellybeans will it take to put me back
In my place?
How much time do I have left before my bet
Expires in space?

Outside, I can run in the blue, ten pounds – it’s true
I swear, I know exactly what I have to do
Just open the box and I’ll say that there’s something wrong
And the clock
Will continue to tick until the minutes run low

My face is hidden, it’s unseen
And I only think in green
I could run away in orange before the night ends
I could hide in brown before the morning sends
With my headphones on, everything is possible
Your God is just a concept, and my music is tangible
I can hear it playing heavily in black
I find my player skipping another track

The cards have all been laid out for me to look
I see every one there, but I only shook
I can see every color in the faces of the Queen and Jack
But I can’t take what’s wrong with me back

I’m simply colorblind