Technicolor eyes

Lets not pretend,
Our worlds at its end
twisting and swirling,
lights above whirling
as the boy with the Technicolor eyes
hugs her goodbye and cries
as rockets erupt in the night sky

She knows that its true,
and though shes not over you,
she'll spend all her nights in another's arms
And when shes alone,
nobody's home
She still cries
for the boy with the Technicolor eyes

Lets not pretend,
this worlds at its end
the sky writhes and twists; distortion
The lies that they told,
brassy and bold,
show our world; its true nature
Destruction

Deception tore them apart,
ripped out their hearts,
one small show of
our world at its end.