painted pigeon Lyrics

Paint myself white

So that I look like a dove

Sing their songs

Can't harmonize with one

They'll never know how I talk to the moon

And ask to glow just as she does

Open my mouth and I

Cough out the words of

Someone that I never was

Someone that I never was

They love what I am

Who I'm not

Act like I'm

Made out of nails and bricks

So I let them throw all their stones for their kicks

They'll never know how their stones imbed in my bones

And with me they'll always be

Through all the nights I've been

Coating them white but I still see all of the grey

Hum a discordant tune for the birds and the moon

While I'm carving out my own grave

From the rocks that they spit from their jaws

For the pigeon that I always was

They love what I am who I'm not

They love what I am who I'm not

They love what I am who I'm not

They love what I am who I'm not

They love what I am who I'm not

Love what I am who I'm