Texty: Jars of Clay. Collide.

Open up your box of sunshine
And smile as confetti comes
Raining down on you
You feel a lot like the good guy
But do you know why
Everything's so blue

Well, love is fire and the coals are barely burning
Cold fills the emptiness that fills this empty place
I taught you the walk but then you ran away from me
And that's not how it's supposed to be

I, I collide
with love as an elusive state of mind
I know there's something else it's supposed to be
I, I collide
With love as an elusive state of mind
Something's killing me!

Tearful confessions
Have watered down and broken down
The chance for unrequited love
To finally reach its wall
You're waiting for the axe to fall
Can't you see it lying on the ground

You could be the best one
At cleaning up this mess
Be the best one
Be the best one
Be the best one