She paints

Each line's just her way of asking why

More shades

Less pain

She draws

Every stroke asks a question inside

More colors

Fewer cries

She's wearing more make-up since goodbye

She takes her brush

Covers up

where she used to hide

Looks in the mirror and says, "I'm fine."

Every color

A shield

A fight

Every line

A spark

It shines

She paints

Each line's just her way of asking why

More shades

Less pain

She draws

Every stroke asks a question inside

More colors

Fewer cries

She's wearing more make-up since goodbye

Broken pieces

Mascara tears

turn into little streams

Of stars and night dreams

Every color

A shield

A fight

Every line

A spark

It shines

Her lips like sunset colors

Eyeliner like little comets

Blush like morning

Hiding her cracks

She paints

Each line's just her way of asking why

More shades

Less pain

She draws

Every stroke asks a question inside

More colors

Fewer cries

She's wearing more make-up since goodbye

She's wearing more make-up since goodbye

She's wearing more make-up since goodbye

Since goodbye

Since goodbye

Since goodbye