Tori Amos - 16 Shades of Blue lyrics
[Tori Amos - 16 Shades of Blue lyrics]
Are you telling me it's over
Disintegrating, lost
And there's nothing I can do?
Before you drop another verbal bomb
Can I arm myself with Cezanne's
16 shades of blue?
As my heart is slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuit's of my mind
"You'll get over it, " you say, "in time"
In time?
If the clocks are black
Absorbing everything but a remembering
How we made it that clocks are black
You say, "Get over it if 50 is the new black
Hooray this could be your lucky day"
But my cables they are surging
Almost overloading as you disengage
Could your heart be slowly
Ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuit's
Of your mind?
"We'll get over it, " you say "in time"
In time
If the clocks are black
Absorbing everything but a remembering
How we made it that clocks are black
"That's it you're done
You've screwed up your life"
Before you've begun there are those who say
I am now too old to play
See over there at 33 she
Fears she'll lose her job
Because they hear the ticking of her clock
At only 15 - I said 15
- they say her future's bleak
She should have started this at 3
As her heart is slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuit's of her mind
"She'll get over it, " you say, "In time"
In time? Stop Father Time
If the clocks are black
Absorbing everything but a remembering
How we made it that clocks are black
Before you drop another verbal bomb
Can I arm myself with Cezanne's
16 shades of blue?
Disintegrating, lost
And there's nothing I can do?
Before you drop another verbal bomb
Can I arm myself with Cezanne's
16 shades of blue?
As my heart is slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuit's of my mind
"You'll get over it, " you say, "in time"
In time?
If the clocks are black
Absorbing everything but a remembering
How we made it that clocks are black
You say, "Get over it if 50 is the new black
Hooray this could be your lucky day"
But my cables they are surging
Almost overloading as you disengage
Could your heart be slowly
Ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuit's
Of your mind?
"We'll get over it, " you say "in time"
In time
If the clocks are black
Absorbing everything but a remembering
How we made it that clocks are black
"That's it you're done
You've screwed up your life"
Before you've begun there are those who say
I am now too old to play
See over there at 33 she
Fears she'll lose her job
Because they hear the ticking of her clock
At only 15 - I said 15
- they say her future's bleak
She should have started this at 3
As her heart is slowly ripping into pieces
Disconnecting from the circuit's of her mind
"She'll get over it, " you say, "In time"
In time? Stop Father Time
If the clocks are black
Absorbing everything but a remembering
How we made it that clocks are black
Before you drop another verbal bomb
Can I arm myself with Cezanne's
16 shades of blue?