Capo 1
I was staring at the [C]gray on the living room wall Waiting for the sky to answer my call
I cursed at the [Dm]rain and I blamed the cold I sat in the corner just feeling old
I said everybody [C]left me, I said it was unfair
But I was the one who put the locks on the door right [Dm]there...
I kept waiting for a [C]savior, waiting for a spark
Complaining 'bout the [C]shadows while I hid in the dark
I looked at my [Dm]hands and the canvas unfurled You gotta paint your own [C]world.
Nobody's coming with the [C]colors you need!
You gotta mix the water with the [Dm]tears that you bleed!
You can sit in the dark and [F]curse at the night
Or you can pick up the brush and make your own [C]light!
Stop waiting on a miracle, [Dm]stop waiting on a girl...
[F]You gotta paint your own [C]world! (Yeah, you gotta paint it!)
It’s a heavy pill to [C]swallow, it’s a bitter kind of truth
To realize the only one holding you down... is [Dm]you.
I expected you to [C]come and color inside of my lines
But you were busy out there drawing outside of [Dm]mine
So I’m washing the [C]brushes, I’m clearing the slate
I'm done letting somebody else decide my [Dm]fate.
I kept waiting for a [C]savior, waiting for a spark
Complaining 'bout the [C]shadows while I hid in the dark
I looked at my [Dm]hands and the canvas unfurled You gotta paint your own [C]world.
Nobody's coming with the [C]colors you need!
You gotta mix the water with the [Dm]tears that you bleed!
You can sit in the dark and [F]curse at the night
Or you can pick up the brush and make your own [C]light!
Stop waiting on a miracle, [Dm]stop waiting on a girl...
[F]You gotta paint your own [C]world! (Yeah, you gotta paint it!)
If it's black and [C]white... It's 'cause you made it that [Dm]way.
Pick up the brush. ([C]Mmm...) Paint your own [Dm]world. [F] [C]
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