Paint It By Numbers

How do you even describe the colour grey How do you even find words you need to say When there's no more colour left When there's no more colour left How can you tell me there's only black or white How can you tell me to only choose the right When there's no more colour left When there's no more colour left You paint by numbers You paint by numbers You do everything all at the right time You paint by numbers You paint by numbers Standing, I'm standing With my legs over both sides I'm chasing, I'm chasing After parent's dreams alright It's called apostasy I call it sweet relief Now tell me how do you live a life in grey You paint by numbers You paint by numbers You do everything all at the right time You paint by numbers You paint by numbers When I look back on all the colours seen That's when I see the good they did you did for me Black and white and all between That's when I see the good they did you did for me You paint by numbers You paint by numbers You do everything all at the right time You paint by numbers You paint by numbers