Ive gotta get over you.
Its keeping me up all night.
All of the words rain down.
Overflowing my mind.

Time to get out of this.
Its been building over time.
On every road there are signs,
But Ive been driving right on by.

The picture fades
New lines rise up.
A different shade.
Will fix this right up.

Watching the TV glow.
Its a life without parole.
What if I change my mind.
Do you think that theres still time?

The picture fades
New lines rise up.
A different shade.
Will fix this right up.

Picking it up.
Lifting it all
A melody in my bed.

Take what you need and the rest I will give as to paint a different shade.
Its making me Ill, and I cant go on like this, time to move the brush and paint.