i was making plans to keep away from your love
and the warmth that i found under your sheets
i guess my pallet wasn't lying when it was telling me
that i had never tasted something so sweet
so what does it mean when you're looking at me?

i was trying hard to disconnect all the dots
that you were drawing straight lines in between
i guess the shapes that you were making and the colors you used
all seemed to be the right ones to me
yeah, it used to be true
that i could only see black and blue
yeah, it used to be true
but now i'm looking at you

i was getting wise, finding lies in your eyes
so that i could feel better about my own
and all i could come up with were some more reasons why
i should be watering the seeds you had sown
it's much harder to grow
when you plant all alone
(you would know)

i was sick and tired of all the things i poured into
that never poured back into me
i guess a heart that's grown weak is a heart that still beats
'cause you've got mine beatin' out of the seams
i'm standing right here
right next to you, dear
so how does it feel
now that you know that it's real?

i'm only looking at you

now i'm making plans to draw near to your love
and the warmth that you've been promising me
and you've been dancing in my head, stitching up where i bled
my love was poisoned, and you're the remedy

i'm standing right here
right next to you, dear
so how does it feel
now that you know that it's real?

i'm only looking at you