(I love that song you wrote) I knew a side of you that loved the thought of being somebody else Your eyes are the color of rust From too much or never enough I could say I need a moment I just wanna know I'm not the only one When my body is still As a rolling stone The color of patina, I need ya I need you now, now, now Smoking like sativa, I breathe ya I breathe you out, out, out I've got a sedative that said I was relevant In sickness and health Color in the lines and tell me that you find The same for yourself (was never enough) You see the sad, you fumble the bag With a four letter word on a double notepad I could always make it worse 'Cause I know what I'm missing It's changing the way that I feel It's always a thrill 'til it's over Guess you could say that I'm home My body is still As a rolling stone The color of patina, I need ya I need you now, now, now Smoking like sativa, I breathe ya I breathe you out, out, out (yeah) The color of patina ♪ Smoking like sativa