Don't turn away    I'm the always-been, you know you wanted    Polite and tamed    left you feeling like a child who's getting bored    but your skin is warm    just like California    didn't warn you    that you'd burn beneath the setting sun    I'm taking it back    I'm turning from you, I'm turning from you    I'm taking it back    So colors don't turn from black to blue    You can put that gun down    Such beating remains    Are the hallways to where your poor heart is    Racinl again this beat is pushing    rythem to the floor    Cause im feeling torn    Just like paranoia    Didn't warn you    That you'd burn beneath the smoking gun    I'd hate to tell you how much of this charade    Isn't exactly all of the things that can say    Things that I can say    I'd had to tell you how many bad mistakes    Are really things I intended to make    Intended to make    I'm taking it back    I'm taking it back    I'm taking it back    So colors don't turn from black to blue    I'm taking it back    I'm turning from you, I'm turning from you    I'm taking it back    So colors don't turn from black to blue [2x]