Except The Grey Songtext
The x's on, the calendar are,
losing their ink.
The zippers on your amber eyes, everynight are,
Losing their blink.

I count down the days here,
You wear out your ways here,
I can't see anything,
Except the grey,
And I'm sorry for that.

The same old fights,
Through the bathroom door,
Are losing their sheen.
The same old nights,
Up for hours,
Watching you sleep.

I count down the days here,
You wear out your ways here,
I can't see anything except the grey,
And I'm sorry for that.
Except the grey,
And I'm sorry for that,
So sorry for that.

I'm your, stab in the back,
And I'm so, sorry for that.
I'm sorry.
I count down the days here,
You wear out your ways here,
I can't see anything except the grey,
And I'm sorry for that.
Except the grey,
And I'm sorry for that,
So sorry for that.