If I Were An Artist
And I could paint you red Like the passionate feel It might not be colorful But at least it'd be real And I could paint you green Like the envy you know And your all alone at night With no where to go And I could paint you grey To show how your empty To show how you don't care So the world can all see And I could paint you toupe Because to say that it's soothing But your like a drug to me And I could use some abusing And I could paint you gold To show your a mourner That'd make you honest Would it make you sincere? No starting it over no All the things we talked about Bothered and beaten And the world inbetween Blue skies, blue eyes Broken and I'm drowning and you know And I could paint you clear I'd make you graceful I'd make you beautiful Cuz that's what you are And I could be clear Yeah you could see through me But I could be beautiful Just to be yours If I were an artist Then I could be yours
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