Don't color me by the things that you've heard Don't go coloring outside the lines You ought to know that broken spirits can't heal Sick bodies and no one really has control If you wait for the horizon You'll have a reason to hold on (Hold on, hold on) There are days when you can't see the forest through the trees Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat Hidden by disguise of defeat Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat Hidden by disguise of defeat Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat (Defeat, defeat) A cloud hangs above us Reminding us of our regrets These bones that we have were made to be reckless Found myself at a crossroad And I'm choosing to stay still Hold my hand before you go In you we've got more to reveal Hidden by disguise of defeat Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat Hidden by disguise of defeat Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat (Defeat, defeat, defeat, defeat) There are days when you can't see the forest through the trees Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat (Defeat, defeat) Hidden by disguise of defeat Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat Hidden by disguise of defeat Underneath the broken stars comes a feeling of defeat (Defeat, defeat)