| Paint Nothing My wintertime came fast, I bought you a drawing pad Then you told me you didn't like looking closely You don't like walking home, you're not sure who you are And no one knows about your scar But I told you to shut up once Because you're never there, and you're too old to be scared 'Coz I've been in lots of these bad, bad situations Paint nothing now The summertime came fast, you still had your drawing pad But you told me you couldnt see me correctly You don't like holding hands, you don't like playing guitar And no one knows abour your scars But I've been in lots of these bad, bad situations And you'll never get out of this easily now 'Coz I've been in lots of these bad, bad situations Paint nothing now It's in the air, it's in the air Repetition's in the air I'm calling the art school Paint nothing now (it's in the air, repetitions in the air) Im in the art school Paint nothing now (it's in the air, repetitions in the air) Lyrics by Roddy Woomble |