Illustrator

When it's dark, we can go outside And you can colour in my pencil lines Be my Be my illustrator I'm your crisp white piece of paper Draw me happy if you need a little pick me up Draw me sad if today gets too tough Too hard to comprehend You can turn the pager over any time you feel you need to start Be my Be my illustrator Be my Be my illustrator Be my Be my illustrator I'm your crisp white piece of paper Write my name on your bedroom window In the morning condensation Looking back, girl, I lost track I had a lapse in concentration I can be troublesome We struggle sometimes You don't have to tell me I know I talk to much all the time Then you write me off You rub me out We start again Be my Be my illustrator Be my Be my illustrator Be my Be my illustrator I'm your crisp white piece of paper Don't write me off Or rub me out We'll give them something to talk about Call me up I'll come around I know that you wrote my number down Afternoons in isolation Marijuana and masturbation I grow tired of these routines Rowing boats on stormy seas Don't get too close to her She'll turn you into water colours Don't get to close to me I'll turn you into poetry It isn't all about you It isn't all about you It isn't all about me Be my Be my illustrator Be my Be my illustrator Be my Be my illustrator I'm your crisp white piece of paper Don't get too close to her She'll turn you into water colours Don't get to close to me I'll turn you into poetry It isn't all about you It isn't all about you It isn't all about me (be my, be my) Start again (be my, be my) Start again (be my) Anytime you feel you need to start again (be my, be my) Start again (be my, be my) Start again (be my, be my) You write me off You rub me out We start