| Painter
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| Put my hurt on paper
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| Make the colors lonely
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| From gold to gray
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| Paint her shadow walking away
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| (Walking away) paint the
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| End of the world today
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| And paint me crying on my knees
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| Paint the trees without no leaves
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| Green for my envy
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| Red cause I’m angry
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| Gray for depression
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| Losing love was my lesson
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| Paint me
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| Come on, come on, paint me
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| Come on, come on, paint me
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| Paint me mixed up
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| Abstract twist her heart
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| And pay her back
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| Let the colors run together
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| Is this my life forever
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| Forever, forever
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| Paint me on the back streets
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| Of town (backstreets of town)
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| She started my world spinning round
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| (Backstreets of town)
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| And paint me crying on my knees
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| Paint the trees without no leaves
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| Silver for my tears
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| Blue for the comming years
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| Yellow for the good times
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| Life has no reason or rhyme
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| Paint me
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| Come on, come on, paint me
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| Come on, come on, paint me
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| Paint me mixed up
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| Paint me crying on my knees
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| Paint the trees without no leaves
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| Black for her gown of lace
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| Beside her, an empty space
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| The chapel bells that he erased
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| From now on, I’ll wear a false face
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| Paint me
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| Come on, come on, paint me
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| Come on, come on, paint me
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| Paint me mixed up
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| Paint me
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| Come on, come on, paint me
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| Come on, come on, paint me
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| Come on, come on, paint me |