Colours

It's alright if you wanna stay here My bed smells good when it's filled with your tears A sea of questionable vision I'll poke your eyes out with precision Make it double, Monet painting All these colours can't go to waste now All these colours can't go to waste now Little did I know, on your way back home You wasted all the colours that I gave you Wasted all the colours that I gave you Painting pretty ladies in the back yard I guess I figured out that I was not smart at all It's alright if you wanna stay here My bed smells good when it's filled with your tears A sea of questionable vision I'll poke your eyes out with precision Make it double, Monet painting All these colours can't go to waste now All these colours can't go to waste now Little did I know, on your way back home, You wasted all the colours that I gave you Wasted all the colours that I gave you Painting pretty ladies in the back yard I guess I figured out that I was not smart at all All these colours can't go to waste now All these colours can't go to waste now All these colours can't go to waste now All these colours can't go to waste now