Title: Paint Nothing
Artist: Idlewild
Composer(s): Rod Pryce-Jones, Colin Newton, Roddy Woomble, Bob Fairfoull
Lyric:
My wintertime came fast about your drawing pad
And then you told me you didn't like looking closely
You don't like walking home, you're not sure who you are
And no one knows about your scar
But I told you to shut up once because you're never there
And you're too old to be scared
'Cause I've been in lots of these bad, bad situations
Paint nothing now, paint nothing now, paint nothing now
The summertime came fast you still had your drawing pad
But you told me you couldn't see me correctly
You don't like holding hands, you don't like playing guitar
And no one knows about your scars
But I've been in, lots of these bad, bad situations
And you'll never get out of this easily now
'Cause I've been in lots of these bad, bad situations
Paint nothing now, paint nothing now, paint nothing now
Paint nothing now, paint nothing now, paint nothing now
Send me here, send me there
Repetitions in the air
Send me here, send me there
Repetitions in the air
'Cause I've been in lots of these bad, bad situations
Paint nothing now, paint nothing now, paint nothing now
I'm calling the art school
Paint nothing now, paint nothing now, paint nothing now
I'm in the art school
Paint nothing now, paint nothing now, paint nothing now
Paint nothing now, paint nothing now, paint nothing now
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