Verse1:
A C#m
I'm in a room full of people all hanging on one person's breath.
G Bm
We would all vote him most likely to be loved to death,
A C#m
And I hope he still wants it, but it might remind him of when
G A
He aimed for the bulls eye and hit it nine times out of ten.
Verse2:
Then one time his hand slipped and I saw the dart sail away.
I don't know where it landed but I'm guessing between green and gray.
I thought nothing of it, but it still haunts him like a ghost.
With all eyes upon him except two that matter the most, he says:
CHORUS:
A B/A B D F#m D E
Green is the color that everyone sees all around me
A B/A B D F#m E A
Gray is the color I see around her, but she's just a blur
D C#m Bm A
The more the crowd cheers the less I can hear
F#m C#
And they don't really care what I play
D C#m Bm E A
Might be for her, but for now it's between green and gray.
