Every Picture I Paint Songtext
von Teenage Fanclub

See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I′d love to say it to her
Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit
It′s more of a flavor, tastes like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine

Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you

Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you


See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I′d love to say it to her
Kiss her lips, they′re wet with spit
It's more of a flavor, tastes like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine

Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn′t capture you

Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you

Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn′t capture you

Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you