Painting songs

It must be something in the way you walk
It must be something in the way you talk
I'm not sure just yet

It must be something in the way you dream
You just go home
And the thirteen days in between you and i

This is me before i fall apart
This is me before i come undone
I've been tired for days and days
I've been tired for days and days

Wishing that i had a fortune - don't
All the beauty and i say stop
Well, won't you be mine

It must be something in the way you taste
Your lips are magic sauce
And i say stop
Well, won't you be mine

This is me before i fall apart
This is me before i come undone
I've been tired for days and days
I've been tired for days and days

Well, it could have been a month or
It could have been a year but i
I gave up long before
Long before you cared
Her art inspired me to
To do my best and
To paint my music like
Like i saw it best and
She says i grew up well, well
Well i grew up strong
'cause no one's got my back
No one's gonna write me my songs

It could have been a month or
It could have been a year but i
I gave up long before

'cause i've been tired for days and days
I've been tired for days and days and days
I've been tired for days and days and days
Well, i've been tired for days and days and days

It could have been a month or
It could have been a year but i
I gave up long before
Long before you cared
Her art inspired me to
To do my best and
To paint my music like
Like i saw it best and
She says i grew up well, well
Well i grew up strong
'cause no one's got my back
No one's gonna write me my songs

It could have been a month or
It could have been a year but i
I gave up long before

'cause i've been tired for days and days
Well, i've been tired for days and days and days
Well, i've been tired for days and days and days