Painting Myself

I'm walking down the street
I see your face
I’m thinking to myself what am I doing in here

I’m asking why, I’m asking why
Go back and see

On the corner I take a cab
I see all your colors and

I wanna know I wanna know
A bit of me

Once again I’m on the street
Sitting with your
bad company
And I realize, I realize
I’m painting myself
And I realize, I realize
I’m painting myself

I’m sleeping
My bed is empty
When I get up
When I get up you are sick of me
You turn me down
I turn you down we're in love again

And I realize, I realize
I’m painting myself
And I realize, I realize
I’m painting