You grabbed the wrong colors to paint me baby
Your canvas looks awful blue and lately
You've been making me rather angry I guess
The reds you like to hurl represent me best
If I am your muse
Please leave me in the stone
I'm nothing without these walls
You destroy me
Please leave me incomplete
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Make fun of my paint it's dull and chipping
From years of being out in the sun
My darling
The yellows and the blues compliment you
Oh but you never did like my colors oh did you
If I am your muse
Please leave me in the stone
I'm nothing without these walls
You destroy me
Please leave me incomplete
Yeah
You used to be my favorite shade of blue
But lately I've felt so cold
And the tears you shed upon the page remind me
Of all of those ghost
Stories you tell
Oh if I'm your muse
Then what's that make you
Then what's that make you
You
You
Oh if I am your muse
Then what's that make you
You
You
Oh if I'm your muse
Please leave me in the stone
I'm nothing without these walls
You destroy me
If I'm your muse
Then what's that make you (incomplete)
If I'm your muse
Then what's that make you (incomplete)
If I'm your muse
Then what's that make you (incomplete)
If I'm your muse
Then what's that make you (incomplete)
If I'm your muse
Then what's that make you (incomplete)
If I'm your muse
Then what's that make you (incomplete)
If I'm your muse
Then what's that make you (incomplete)
If I'm your muse
Then what's that make you (incomplete)
If I'm your muse
Then what's that make you