Color them fists, kid Lyrics

It's the mistletoe that's missing more

Than what you gave it tonight

It's the perfectly dishonest perfume

Within the skies

It's the neverending inertia of that fickle-minded brain

And I can't seem to pin down the point

Where my muscles start to frown

Colored every fist around the block

Small in size, and I'm sure we're fine

The clock's been tinkered with

Coloring the fists

Of my loved ones

Well, then

Here's a fist

And there's a fist

And that's a fist

And this a fist

It's blue, it's red, it's pink, it's black

It's beating all of me up

Every second of the day

Every waking, living moment

Of my awful day

Eternally and endlessly it seems

And oh, what a shame

Shed a tear again

Leaking liquids violently

Some may say it's a rave

Random theories of this rage

For why you can't seem to care

Nevermind, you do, how was I so

Blind in the first place

Well, now I hate you, no, I love you

No, I miss you, want to kiss you

Romanticize and swing as we eat melons

Savor it all because nothing ever lasts

Lasts, hear that?

Nothing ever lasts

Well, love is hard

And love don't last

But that don't mean you can't give it a chance

So here's to all the ladies and losers

Gentlemen included, who think they are loners

Give love a chance

Give love a chance

Give it a chance

Give it a chance

Take a chance

Oh, take a chance to dance

And hopelessly romance

With the one who lets you know

In time, you will be fine

No matter how it goes

And do it for your love

If only because

I could've done so

Long ago

(Guess we just didn't work out)

Could've done this long ago

To just give you a chance

Just a chance