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Brennan Savage

I Could Paint The Ceilings With Colors That You Love

 

I Could Paint The Ceilings With Colors That You Love

(album: DARKROOM - 2021)


You burn like a fire, I'm a moth to the flame
You'll never see the chance, you will never make it out
Your hands shake like I do, so love you the same
I'll never see the chance, never meant to drag you down

So kiss me for the last time, her lips so cold and numb
I want you back, I'd rather go and get my gun
And I could paint the ceiling with colors that you love
When you come back, I hope you know I tried enough
So kiss me for the last time, her lips so cold and numb
I want you back, I'd rather go and get my gun
And I could paint the ceiling with colors that you love
When you come back, I hope you know I tried enough

I know that I can't be there, the one to wipe your tears
I close my eyes, I see her behind me in the mirror
I know you see me live, but that's not who I am
I know you see my face, I'll never see you again
I know because I've been here before
And now I'm letting you go

So kiss me for the last time, her lips so cold and numb
I want you back, I'd rather go and get my gun
And I could paint the ceiling with colors that you love
When you come back, I hope you know I tried enough

So kiss me for the last time, her lips so cold and numb
I want you back, I'd rather go and get my gun
And I could paint the ceiling with colors that you love
When you come back, I hope you know I tried enough

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