Pink

I knew that, but I chose it
You knew that, but you chose it
You chose it after ignoring why, with no time to look back
No eyes to meet, but a smile you made
What color would I use to paint all over
To open your eyes
In a line, trying to kill off the dizziness
In an agony, trying to make the reason
In a line, without averting the eyes, as always
Knowing the reaction, making an empty attempt to make the reason
'The reason why...well, I can't tell'
And such a smile
'My eyes are...just reflecting'
And such a smile,
painful smile
Following the line, It's all so superficial, all these eye-cntacts
that are going back to the lies
In a line, as always, without averting the eyes
Knowing the reaction, making and empty attempt to make the reason
'Already, I knew it.'