Distant sirens, they call to me,
I'm always runnin,
I'm always runnin but I never get away,

Tried to call you, just let it ring,
I had a lie,
Another broken lie that I'm too tired to say.

You deserve more than these scars,
More than a thug trying to sober up inside a stolen car,
But that's how the colors run.

On a streetlight fading out I make a wish,
To tell you I'm sorry,
Tell you I'm sorry but I know that it's too late.

I can see us and we're still kids,
When we were dreamers,
When we dreamers of the day we'd make our name.

You deserve more than fallen stars,
More than a thug trying to sober up inside a stolen car,
But that's how the colors run.

We write our love,
We choose our hearts,
We fight our fights,
We make our stars.