I've climbed down here to be with you
a day or two, maybe – you see,
i've finally given up on god
and it seems he's given up on me
I put my life in motion
down a road that's much to steep, and now
the pain is running through the bone
and the reason's running just as deep
Paint my life, that's clever, oh yeah, yeah
you know where i went wrong, don't you
you know how the picture's supposed look
So, don't look, ‘cause every shot you took,
i'm waiting
colors fading, i'm still waiting, sitting, hyperventilating

does it make you feel good
it was long ago; memory has a way of getting lost
paint my life, i'm down here, won't you cover me,
‘cause i'm not moving
Was a time when i saw through hypocrisy
and now i'm
swimming in the weakness that i used to laugh away from me
the calm won't last forever and we all must
face the storm
but as the weight of love grows heavy, the tears arrive stillborn
Well, life – what's life
when i'm with you in the end?
i tried and i tried but i can't come back again
i was not the artist, never, i was just a stroke
so get this down, i'm shuddering, the master's brush has covered me