Letra de Every Picture I Paint
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 spineYour very presence turns me blue It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you And every picture that I paint doesn't capture youYour very presence turns me blue It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you And every picture that I paint doesn't capture youSee 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 spineYour very presence turns me blue It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you And every picture that I paint doesn't capture youYour very presence turns me blue It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you And every picture that I paint doesn't capture youYour very presence turns me blue It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you And every picture that I paint doesn't capture youYour very presence turns me blue It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you