I mess with the paint, make a random art
And I was standing broken apart
I love her because, I knew I brush it right
But how bad colorless colors could be?
She isnt the right one, there for me
Deep inside, in the dark corners
I see the pain,  I delivered
I push her out, aint no worth dying
Where she will stay for a while....crying
And beyond reach across the street
She walks towards me
Whispering a few words, not waiting too long
And when i know she steered out of the song
I go back to sleep