เนื้อเพลง Every Picture I Paint Teenage Fanclub
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 a flavor tastes like wine
Sticking something cold inside As icicles form on my spine
* Your very presence turns me blue It takes a hundred thousand colours to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
Your very presence turns me blue It takes a hundred thousand colours to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
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 a flavor tastes like wine
Sticking something cold inside As icicles form on my spine
