So paint your room with pastel colors 
Before the sun fades us out of style 
Or the wallpaper swallows us whole 
And the flowers on your dress make me blue 

So why don't you open up the windows that save you 
And let your wide eyes wash all over me 
Bring me to my knees 
And blow me through the breeze 

Cause I've gotta sin to feel you 
And you gotta weep before I can hear you 
And honey i don't want to hurt you 

But my heart’s getting soft and my hands are so weak 
And I don’t know where I’ve been but I’m sure you'll tell me 

The symphony of birds sing softly 
Spreading lies that you used to sing to me baby 
I wrote your name in dust on the night stand 
And I booked that flight for Memphis Tennessee