Hunter Brookbank - Rose Colored Glasses Lyrics

She's got her eyes on the soles of her feet
And she wears herself down like her Hollister jeans
If only she knew what she was looking for
She'd follow the red flags out the door
She's got a mind that she hides behind
The color of her dresses
And maybe she wants you to know
But she just can't type the message

But is it such a mystery
The colors that she sees
Chasin burning matches
Wearing her rose colored glasses

Waking up early, sleeping late
There isn't much time for guesses
She isn't scared of the hand of fate
But she just gets too restless
Following signs and swallowing sighs
She's lost out on the streets again
Another night, another guy
And she's lost between the sheets with him
She's running the red light every time
It all just looks the same
She's bleeding her heart out
Can't seem to tell
The color of the stain

But is it such a mystery
The colors that she sees
Bearing all her scars and gashes
Still wearing her rose colored glasses