paid in quarters - Tapestry Lyrics

Watercolor, technicolor rainbows
When i press my palms in my eyes
Wish i had a silver tongue but all i've got are rings
At the edges of my eyes
I wish i was a writer
So i could spin you words of gold
But i think in pictures
And can only rephrase
What i've been told
What i've been told

Surrounded by artistry
Your every thought is a tapestry
All i can manage is a hack
Of my own native tongue
I try to be what you see in me
But all i could ever hope to be
Is a conman who never gets caught

Am i the cracked pavement?
Are you the flowers pressing through?
I know i write in pale cliche
When i'm trying to describe you
Breathe in and out, focus now
On every selfish thing i've done
You warned me once, months ago
That this is when you'd up and run
When you'd up and run
And i would never hold you down

Surrounded by artistry
Your every thought is a tapestry
All i can manage is a hack
Of my own native tongue
I try to be what you see in me
But all i could ever hope to be
Is a conman who never gets caught

Surrounded by artistry
Your every thought is a tapestry
All i can manage is a hack
Of my own native tongue
I try to be what you see in me
But all i could ever hope to be
Is a conman who never gets caught

I'm sorry for the way i talk about myself
When i'm in my head for this long
It's just how the thoughts play out