I'm not the girl I was I know you think i'm dumb Your hair looks good undone Your clothes look good messed up You said you liked her dress You can't hear what I said When I said I will figure it out One day you'll go and I'll know You'll go and I'll know I like falling asleep, with you next to me I can't look at you when you seem confused Think of this as a painting of blue Think of me as a painting of blue I'm just a painting of blue I'm just a painting to you You're gonna paint me through