• heart this is my paint
    and i take it where i go
    to cover up my feelings
    so the real me doesnt show

    i waiting for this paint brush
    to run out of its paint
    and maybe then ill find a way
    get around every day

    no one looks at the paint brush
    they just see all my coats
    and when your look at me
    youd think others were hoes

    this is my litttle paint brush
    it gets smaller everyday
    because my little paint brush
    is running out of things to say

    this is my tiny paint brush
    its getting o so small
    this is my paint brush
    and now i cant see it at all

    I have another paint brush
    because ive moved away

    This is my paint bush
    i take where ever i may go
    to cover up my feelings
    so the real me doesn't show