artist unknown Lyrics

If not every painting needs an artist

Then what am I supposed to do when

All the songs I haven't even started

Have already been sold to you so

I'll paint all the colours of your apathy I'll

Weave it into the kind of tapestry you've

Never seen before and you'll take it and you'll

Turn it into more than I could ever be

If not every poem needs a feeling

Then what's the point of all this prose when

All the screaming staring at the ceiling

Can be replaced with ones and ohs

'Cause all your signs they

Lead me from that empty box you'll

Check it without waiting for my response

You're half way out the door

I know you'll take this and you'll

Turn it into more than I could ever be

You've already taken all my words

I've got nothing, nowhere I can turn

'Cause I cannot compete with that and

All of my thoughts just fall flat when you've

Seen it all before because you took it and you

Turned it into more than I could ever be